Who does not love the bee? She is beautiful, hard-working, and generous with the fruits of her labor. She is an architect of incomparable accomplishment, a chemist of surpassing brilliance, a careful mother, nurse, and faithful servant. Her wax is so fine that no artificial product should bear that name. Beeswax candles are the only non-essential I can confess to having indulged in for a very long time. But are they a non-essential? How they offer a special richness to prayer, to meditation! When one is weary, their light and scent refresh the soul.
The honeybee. Her honey is truly liquid eloquence, a fair reminder of all the sweetness of creation. She lives in a shining temple, and her song is a constant chant. The flowers welcome her, because she is a midwife to their seeds.
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