with apologies to Rudyard Kipling 



If you can keep your bees when those about you

   Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can find the queen when others doubt you

   But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can feed and not get tired of feeding,

   Of being stung and not give way to flinching;

Be quick to help and slow to give advice,

   And tempted not to look too good nor talk to wise;


If you can dream that next year will be better;

   If you can think when looking at a frame;

If you can meet with beetles and varroa

   And treat these two vexations just the same;

If you can bear to see a strong hive swarming,

   Flying by the trap you carefully set,

And watch the girls you gave your all to, leaving

   For nests uncharted and unknown  … and yet


If you can watch a weak hive dwindling

   And know it’s going to be a loss,

And grieve and feel your heart strings shrinking,

   Yet know the girls are still the final boss;

If you can force your will and nerve and sinew

   To serve you, long after all the bees have gone

And hold on when there is nothing in you,

   Except the love which says to them, ‘Hold on;’


If you can talk with groups and keep your virtue

   Or raise new queens but keep the common touch;

If neither drones nor workers  find rare favor

   If all bee species count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving bee house

   With sixty thousands bodies having fun, 

Yours is the earth and everyone applauds you -

  a beekeeper - when all is said and done.   


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21.05 | 03:18

Its pleasure to read about Boy Scout here. He plays vital role to serve humanity. I will share after my https://www.goldenbustours.com/washington-dc-bus-tours

02.08 | 13:10

Hi Jeremy. I read this writing in the Pennsylvania Beekeeper newsletter. Your writing style is wonderful and so is your storytelling. Thank you for sharing.

25.12 | 13:26

Thank you, Rob. The origin of the word 'spirit' is 'breath'. Sometimes that sense of connection to something greater can quite take my breath away. Jeremy

01.12 | 18:43

I like this Jeremy,
I am a bee Keeper too. When I am working with the bees I feel connected with God , self others - the Cosmos.
Peace to you today!

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