Small brown rabbit hurries past sweet-scented pink & orange petals, disappearing into
a clump of bushes....blue bird emerges, perched on a tree's highest limb.
Bee buzzes a carved wooden post, testing its arcane symbols for nectar.

Are they confused? We paper over our wisdom with yellowing texts, ear-whispered
answers, and cheerfully sung hymns.

Across the street a family strolls, their young son is leading a baby elephant on a leash,
prodding it to walk faster. I am appalled, nauseous, but don’t know what to do. I see a
nun, and think of asking her to help rescue the baby. But she turns, and scurries away.

When Venus rises her phosphorescent beauty doesn't meet the eye;
but walks runs flies in the opposite direction.