A coral bell hanging

brightly

amongst its neighbors,

a bear trundling along

alone,

a cricket sounding an evening concert

loudly

in the kitchen,

each, perfectly, to its nature.

Were the bear turning this way and that

wondering

how he looks in his bearness, his gait,

his hunger,

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.