In honor of Beestock 2016, coming up on Sunday July 3rd, we've composed...
The Dance of the Bees
The ferris wheel appeared glowing w/ bees
w/ such an immense glow,
Earth glistened like sweat from blue grapes
We push the revolution forward w/ever greater speed...
Harnessing our delirium w/the shivering of flowers
& filaments of honey spun into webs of endless cotton candy...
Honeycombed hearts beating together
We watched the wheel w / fascination
As the buzzing bees kindled night
like a calliope inciting the deserted streets of Paris..
Not satisfied w/ exile she rises !
Behold the Queen !
As if extracted from an ancient myth ,
Calling the honeyed dervishes to whirl...
As the wheel spins faster, the dance of the bees
Now , a golden cacophony, carries the wheel skyward
trailing sparks & stings intoned by the Triple Goddess...
As the ecstatic wheel spirals into the celestial sea
And dissolves into a hive-dream
We stand alone in the forgotten mists of carnival perfumes
Staring down the trainless railroad tracks
--Durango McMurphy & Carmella Hatch
The Dance of the Bees
The ferris wheel appeared glowing w/ bees
w/ such an immense glow,
Earth glistened like sweat from blue grapes
We push the revolution forward w/ever greater speed...
Harnessing our delirium w/the shivering of flowers
& filaments of honey spun into webs of endless cotton candy...
Honeycombed hearts beating together
We watched the wheel w / fascination
As the buzzing bees kindled night
like a calliope inciting the deserted streets of Paris..
Not satisfied w/ exile she rises !
Behold the Queen !
As if extracted from an ancient myth ,
Calling the honeyed dervishes to whirl...
As the wheel spins faster, the dance of the bees
Now , a golden cacophony, carries the wheel skyward
trailing sparks & stings intoned by the Triple Goddess...
As the ecstatic wheel spirals into the celestial sea
And dissolves into a hive-dream
We stand alone in the forgotten mists of carnival perfumes
Staring down the trainless railroad tracks
--Durango McMurphy & Carmella Hatch