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My grandmother kept six hives by the wall,
with frames all blistered gold from rim to rim,
and every August brought the ache of stings
to fingers far too young and far too slim.
She'd light the smoker, calm as evening air,
and lift each frame as gently as a book,
her veiled face steady above a thousand wings
that rose and settled, no matter how it shook.
"They only sting," she'd say, "when they're afraid,
so keep your breathing low and stay quite still;
the hive's one creature, not a swarm of parts,
and fear is caught much faster than a chill."
I did not trust her then. I told myself
however hard I tried, I could not stay still,
and thought her calm was something like a trick,
too strange to learn, a lesson far uphill.
Now every summer when the clover blooms,
I light the smoker slow the way she taught,
and stand as still as she once stood, and feel
the calm that as a child I never caught.
The hive does not reward the loud or fast;
it only asks for patience we can make;
it gives its gold to those who hold themselves
as steady as a branch that will not shake.