I wish I could sing all day like the birds
whose immense beaks and colorful bodies
blot out the great blue heavens up above
while I hide myself from these predators.
.
Here at base of flowering bridal wreath,
I hide as spectator of blue sky,
which was created for every inchworm.
When I woke this morning to bird chatter
and envied their rhythmic musical trills,
a menacing midge darted by my head
above the enormous pillars of grass
which surround the whole girth of our earth.
The trick to being a successful earthworm
is to keep eyes downward, yet I look up!
