flower in the lea

You were to be a flower
 in the middle of a lea
a hive of bees be flying
all around and free,
Attracted to the nectar
sitting on the stems
All yellow and happy
glowing just like gems,
spreading pollen everywhere
while flying in mid-air,
the meadow will get richer
will be more filled with flare,
the flowers to your likeness
will fill the fields with tones,
they will take out the darkness
and fill our hearts with awes.