The bee is a soul made visible, a cthonian
envoy to-ing and fro-ing from the chambers
of the lower Earth.
Our own spiral of light, no less than the bee's, has
been kindled for no other purpose save that
of amusing the darkness.
Book 2.
Bees become flowers, flowers become bees.
Habits engender harmonies.
Bees need flowers for nourishment,
flowers need bees for reproduction.
Flowers and bees agree timing is everything.
The bee is a clock whose dial measures the day
and records moments of plenty.
Bees are the souls of summer.
The god of the bees is the future.
All life orients to the light from which life comes.
Bee dances orient to the sun.
If it's dark, then the bees will dance to a candle flame.
Their waggle dance re-enacts time and space,
encoding flight, and giving an accurate angle of sunlight.