There are days when life is full —
A beehive, humming with activity,
Energy and sweetness
Flying out in all directions
With a gratifying sense of purpose at the helm.
What, then, do we do on the other days,
When the chaos is uncontrolled,
Or when the emptiness becomes profound
And there’s no structure to give meaning:
How, then, do we maintain a sense of self;
Feel centered, connected, and productive?
What gifts can we unearth within ourselves
To bless the world and bring focus
To our lives?
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