The bumblebee at New Clairvaux

The bumblebee will find rest

by visiting every flower it can.

The earth’s warmth and little

creatures, crawling unaware, give the

bumblebee courage to find

the next budding pollen, to keep going.

With sunshine pasted on her back,

she will rise and resist wind from

Eastern horizon, grey clouds covered

and feeding snow range and blue distance.

Is it peacefulness that sets the bumblebee’s

work into flight, strong against hurriedness,

proud under the light bulb of heaven?

I doubt we’ll ever know, but I’d sure

like to think that’s the way she’s been

and will continue on.