When will you know the beauty
of life in full sight? A
dragonfly whizzes by, helicopter
like. From three hundred millions
years, to now, in our hour. Darting
to and fro for all to see. The birds
in daliy tasks to be seen by you and
me. Look, a little blue wren rushing
through the sky today. Even a little
brown rat scurrying home to rest. All
creatures are here with you and me.
Respect each, coexisting to be.
Thursday, September 17, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life