Even a flea follows
her dharma.
What is your task?
The lion's duty is to roar.
The deer spreads seeds,
gently munching, then
quietly relieving herself
in the poppies.
The cobra knows his mission,
waiting patiently
for the indefatigable mouse.
What is your task, friend,
so humble yet
essential to creation?
A cobbler repairs boots.
A farmer tills his field.
The blue moth kisses
the earth, a fleck of sky
carrying sweetness
from flower to flower
on sticky feet.
I reanimate the world
with wonder.

Photo by Laurent Berthier
whose task is beauty.