Tending to the Garden

I. Great is the bee who
Tends well to his garden,
He works all his life and yet
Ne’er does he harden.

II. “What’s good for the bee
Must be good for the hive,”
That’s the motto he lives by
That keeps him alive.

III. He knows what he does
And he does that “does” well,
He cares for his Queen while he’s
Under King’s spell.

IV. And ne’er does he rest and yet
Ne’er does he strive,
He needs not a manual 
To flourish and thrive.

V. Why should I not marvel 
At a creature as he?
He’s humble and righteous,
Yet he holds the key.

VI. And ever he cares for the
World that he knows,
He leaves only goodness
Wherever he goes.

VII. So fly on young worker bee,
Go tend to thy flowers —
If the sun shines, make honey,
To prepare for the showers.

VIII. And when thou hath worked
Thy poor body to death,
And when though hath exhaled
Thy final bee breath,

IX. I’ll eat the sweet honey
I take from thy tree.
For all of the while
Thou wast working for me.

Thank you… Bee.

FEATURE

THE POET & THE SAGE

When you hold in your hand
A hardcover book,
As you sit by the side
Of a quaint mountain brook,

When the world is revealed
Within each sacred page,
When great secrets are told
Of the spirit of our age,

When the Logos hath risen
And the Way is revealed,
When Alignment is found
And the Soul has been healed,

You’ll be glad that you read
This strange book of our time,
And you’ll cherish these words
That brought Wisdom, sublime. 

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