The bees on the Jasmine bush have the Dao.
For every bee acts its part
Spontaneously and with joy,
Without laziness or hesitation,
And all the bees together, are one.
Working together they are like
A field of happy workers,
Singing as they pick,
With no foremen to drive them,
And no thoughts of riches.
Simply and with their whole being,
becoming one with the work of living.