May their work remain sacred

Every action performed be blessed,

Pollen-dusted, nimble-footed gems

Dancing in the light of another day.

Amber shining honey-coated

Sweet delight of their labor

Windswept, hill and golden pastures

Images bursting on our tongue.

Within each home the glow of candles

From fragile geometric art

Soft-scented, family gathered

Bounty of our table, their labor.

Endeavors sweet, hot scented

Blessed messengers of Gods

Buzzing wing, each they take flight

Gliding sunlit breeze to hive

May they endure, be fruitful

Being preserved from all ills,

Their labors never wasted

Slender life force ever strong.

Divine Grace.

Amen.