Queen Bee Unseen

Our spirit is the sole queen Queen of the body’s hive as seen Without her, all would be anarchy Oh Queen, mercifully guide me If she falls over and tumbles The hive falls too as it rumbles Both plunge to the dirt of the tree Oh Queen, mercifully guide me If she is sound and at pure peace Honey will flow out without cease Out of a fountain of honey Oh Queen, mercifully guide me Our very being comes from her She’s the sole queen as all concur As Barbelo in heaven’s hive Barbelo, show grace as I strive