Be

In the whirl of life's vast sea,
Does the bee not trust to be?

Guided by completeness, and free,
In grace's arms, it is the key.

Too busy, yet in flight, it sees,
The path laid out, with gentle ease.
In every moment, a decree,
Trust in grace, eternally.

So let us learn from buzzing wings,
In all the energy, peace still sings.

For in our trust, true freedom springs,
In its completeness,
May our heartstrings simply be.