Why do You push those who love You away?

When flowers bloom, honeybees arrive.
Why then do You allow petals to whither away?

Lives after lives,
births after deaths,
I have offered myself at Your feet.

I came and loved.
Why then did I just see You leaving?

With all might You continue Your divine game.
But why submerge me in that cycle?

You continue performing Your job,
as per Your imagination.
But why flow Your love
by both light and darkness?