Increasingly warmer and warmer, it’s late spring,
On the trees, the verdant hue is deepening.
With a tender touch of violet light,
Flowers abound and droop in bright.
The fragrance spreads in every direction,
The bees become guests, their own selection.
In the feast bestowed by the rattan tree,
They chase the sweetness of honey with glee.
(22nd, May, 2023. Kinsley Lee)