w o r d s......

Intelligent Life

Six children
Seems like a lot
In the circle of life
Next to the river

But content they seem
Even with
All the young
Bubbling around them

A lone duck
Also feeds nearby
Swimming serenely
In his morning routine

Neither scene
Seems tainted with darkness
Or strife, weary, or pain
They just are

Going with the flow
Of the universal rhythm
No contortions of thought
Rain or shine, they just are

Perhaps they are
Wiser after all
Than intelligent life
Imprisoned by the mind

 

© 2008 Julie Yamamoto, All rights reserved.