All creatures great and small

THE
BEES
SACRED PURPOSE

For centuries beeswax
In the sanctuary reigned,
Our sacred purpose
From the first ordained.

Producing honeycombs
All that, we handle --
Though our sacred purpose?
The Holy Mass candle.

But at the last council
Of the great Church bee
Man turned to man
Birthed sterility.

Graces for fruits
Crops and offspring,
Schools, churches shut --
Can’t pollinate a thing,

Until man again
On His altars lets towers
Candles of beeswax
Sacred purpose…
…all ours!