A Sacrifice Is Made

by KoZRon — August 20, 2011 – 10 comments

When the flower lures the bee
To its nectar supreme
Scenting her lover
In a warm summer’s breeze
A sacrifice is made

When the sun and the moon
In splendid embrace
Birth the stars in heaven
Then both disappear
A sacrifice is made

When the flutist whispers
His sweet song of praise
Dancing the dancer
Birthing his space
A sacrifice is made

When man praises God
The force that lives him
The self’s rendered full
Of love’s excesses
This is the ultimate sacrifice