How we are different

You can't fly.  You still want to flee.  We may have different playgrounds but the Earth is for both of us.  Why do you continue to seek, to create when the origin is everywhere?

 

When will you know

 

You do not see. You do not hear.  When will you learn to do so?  When I've flown it's too late, but perhaps not.  Nature is forgiving but you can keeping on losing and not know that you have lost.

What darkness is not

I deal with intrusion but I cannot deal with fakery.  I am indifferent to flattery or worship.  I have been made to just be.  View me where I am.  Lure me out and disclosure may the end of me.  The dark is for me, though not the dark in your world.

What's enough

I don't care for much.  I do with enough.  I do not over-develop desires.  Just do not devour what's there from the past to the present and will be to the future.  We can learn to live well, together.

 

If I may have my say

For what am I distracted, for how do I live, the power of the internal or the burden of the external.  Heaven and earth may be different for you and me, life and death may be different for you and me.  We will show respect one for the other.

When we lose our way

Be like air. No boundaries.  We do have much in common.  Both tales of living naturally but one of us forgot then how to along the way, redefine living.

 

My way

 I ask not to be hunted, I asked not to be held up.  I am a free spirit.  I am a happy nobody.  Let us live well, you your way, me and mine.

Do we fear the same?

How so different we are, living creatures of the earth, meeting where space and matter meet, that binds us yet separates us for indeed we are different, when one fears the other.  Will it be different if we have the same fears?

When I take

This I learn - that nature provides in every way - when I take I return too - that the seed will turn to fruit for future ones come this way.