Rural Hours

Like a bee
I zoom around
Trying to create
                a dab of honey
Like a butterfly
I flit between activities
Sipping the nectar
                 of busyness
Like a hummingbird
I hover mid-air
Caught between consuming
                 and burning

Like a bee
Like a butterfly
Like a hummingbird
I spend my hours
So occupied in tasks and chores
I barely know
How to rest