A beautiful metaphor of a hive of bees working inside the heart to transmute ancient heartaches to the gold of honey. Surely a device to think of if you are trying to free yourself of lingering sorrows. It may be the illusion of a dream but its effects could prove real.
Source: Antonio Machado, ‘Last night as I slept’
Photo credit: Boris Smokrovic, unsplash.com
Last night, as I slept
I dreamt – blessed illusion! –
That there was a hive
Humming within my heart;
And the golden bees
Were working there
Turning ancient heartaches
To white combs and sweet honey.
Last night, as I slept,
I dreamt – blessed illusion! –
That it was God who was within my heart.
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