
With dumb bravado,
standing up to the big bugs,
small cauliflower.

With dumb bravado,
standing up to the big bugs,
small cauliflower.

Swallowing light whole,
spewing clouds from every limb,
tree stands, magical.

Mighty hiker ant,
climbing mountains every day—
while I watch in awe.

Head in the flowers,
working to save the planet—
bees don’t make a scene.