Who has dreamed of or is happy with the landscapes that the planet's natural resources allow us to contemplate? That moment of complacency that invades us when we reach the top of a mountain and the view opens up to a different world, a heavenly landscape. Like that moment when we visit a garden, the aroma and colors of the flowers that fill the soul with peace, that intersect with memories of loved ones.
So many gifts that we find when walking along a path, either to remember our childhood or to dare to be happy and discover new worlds. Delicate and majestic worlds such as the beehive, the charm of honey and the fierce work of bees to safeguard the world as an act of love for life that translates into a dance, a petal that sails from flower to flower to perch on a daisy and then, without the world being warned, have a new beginning, a next step.
We can all be bees that with a delicate footprint allow ourselves to be sure to do the best, to make a difference. We can be a queen and return to the mountains and gardens to understand the importance of bees and protect them, recognize them as a source of natural gold from the forests and in the end together avoid the apocalyptic promise that warns us of a world without them.
