A bee gifted me a poem, and I gave it as an offering.
In return I received the gift of madness.
This guided me to live in frenzy and to capture light.
I tried to tell a story, but I hadn’t yet lived at all.
So I went away to live, and study other stories and their telling
A giant magnet hauled me back to from whence I came.
I returned to where I’d tried to live, and tried again.
This time I received another strange gift from the blue sky –
The disease of endless ideas, which I took with me
To once again set out to try and study stories,
And once again the big magnet lassooed me back
To my hometown’s narrow fields.
So I learnt to build my dreams and paint them,
And live my life some more.
And here now in the middle
I try and tell my tale at last.
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