A coral bell hanging
amongst its neighbors,
a bear trundling along
a cricket sounding an evening concert
in the kitchen,
each, perfectly, to its nature.
Were the bear turning this way and that
how he looks in his bearness, his gait,
or the coral bell wishing mightily
it could be a lily,
or the cricket seizing upon the desire to stomp
like an elephant through jungle-
Where would we be?
Thankful to the trueness of things
may we seek only
our own magnificent, and fleeting, natures.