The Bee Dance by John Pawlowski An illustrated story of bronchoscopy

Back at the hive, a bee moved quickly to attract attention. “I’ve been on a wild trip”, she said, “A trip no one would believe but it’s true.”

“Not far from here is a cave with sharp white rocks that hang down from the top and that rise up from the bottom. I went in that cave and passed through a moving gate.

“Below the gate was a long tunnel with arching walls and ceiling. The tunnel ended at a fork.

“First, I went right and immediately ran into a Mercedes ( I could tell from the round sign on the hood). “Pulling back, I was surprised to see the stars above and the belt of Orion. Ahead of me was dark, so I returned to the fork.

“Next, I went left down a long tunnel that ended in two little rooms “Next, I went left down a long tunnel that ended in two little rooms. One room was tongue-shaped and, above that, a shelf. “Below that was a beautiful view of mountains that looked like the ALPS and near that a perfect room that looked clearly superior.

“I retraced my steps, flew out the cave and came back here. “I never saw flower, but I was reminded of Baby’s Breath.

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