Don't Worry

Don't worry,
late Autumn cricket.
Don't worry, dragonfly
who just can't seem to settle down
on your glowing red leaf.
Don't worry, circling hawk,
fleeing rabbit,
angry obsessed
American politician;
and you, un-burnt seed,
smouldering all Winter with desire,
don't worry,
I have surrendered on your behalf,
and immersed you in the beauty
of this breath...