
Rats scuttling about,
no time to watch the flowers;
all of life’s a race.

Rats scuttling about,
no time to watch the flowers;
all of life’s a race.

Summer gardeners
checking on the tomatoes;
daily mindfulness.

All the world’s a stage:
parks, rivers, corporations;
you and I, workers.

Nest on my garden
tiny egg nestled within—
mulch keeping it cool.

I watch the gums be,
embracing the cloudless sky,
owning their country.