Worker Bee With No Name

Sailing in the air as a worker with no name Trailing the air to find liquid gold that sun and earth did birth Prevailing and seeing gold guarded by bright coloured cushions all the same Unfailing is the emerald pillar that has this bed sit above the earth Unfailing, I go back to the home with the gold Unveiling the sun’s mirror where the queen is being served Prevailing and eternal is our blessed mother and wife from times of old Sailing bees we see come and leave our golden palace as all our work deserved