I think birds can talk…

I think birds can talk…
I can tell by the way they work and play…
As if they understand this earth perfectly…
Moving through the patterns of swirls and ripples.

I believe trees can listen…
Searching every eye for sincerity…
Hearing us mumble as we scurry past, “Who am I?”
I think they have found the answer.

I know that dragonflies are swift…
Moving around in quick, jerky motions…
Motioning to us fellow mere mortals…
Pick up the pace, please!”

I think that raccoons are smart…
Moving gently and speaking softly…
So what, if sometimes they like the garbage bin…
Haven’t we all been there before?

I know that humans are kind…
Each of you have touched me and melted my heart…
The issue is sometimes you don’t treat others with the same tenderness as you treat me…
This seems like a simple fix.

I love you,

Annie