You abound in Honey.
My father told me
I’ll need honey to survive
life’s long journey.
He told me to stuff my bag with enough
for all life has to give me.
I choose honey in bottles and packed all
that was available around me.
I made mistakes,
fell and bottles broke
with the honey that’s in it.
I asked questions at length
but my father wasn’t close to answer me.
The universe seems to have heard me
to give me a lover who
drips honey from the honey tree.
You are Honey! honey
No one answers the name better than you!