I dreamt about a Bee.


I dreamt about a bee,
buzzing at my feet,
All the gates were locked
I was feeling kinda beat.
I dreamt about a house,
empty yet a home,
I felt a little nervous
as I ventured it alone.
I dreamt about the sky
empty yet so full,
I tried the gates again
Both pushing, and pull.
I took a single breath
and calmed my fearsome thoughts,
the buzzing bee whispered
This is what you sought’.
I dreamt about a key,
that appeared inside my hand
to open all the gates
to this unexpected land.

Karen Hayward ©2016