Flower Medicine (We're not that different from the bees after all)
/We’re not that different from the bees after all. Helplessly romanced by the allure of a blossom unfurling into a flower...
Flowers reliably command our gaze, silently beckoning us with their sweet, soft scent traveling effortlessly through the ether. An invisible cord compels us toward them until we find ourselves transfixed, bent forward or on a knee, nose deep in delicate petals.