It is the way of creatures to be busy doing what creatures do.
Single Cell creatures modulate and pulse,
As they are subjected to the currents of gasses and liquids that contain them
Tardigrades perform slow moving acrobatics,
As they feed, breed exist in their ever-resilient skins
In extreme temperatures of hot, cold, full oxygen or no oxygen
Ants and Bee’s work gather and build,
They make patterns of their paths,
Trailing their chemicals to communicate
They Hum while they work.
Birds Sing, call,
They find their mates through a Dance,
Or with a well-built decorated nest.
Then spend their lives in tandem.
Humans sing, dance, make art, build, write.
We leave our trails in concrete, or in sound.
We believe our patterns make our history.
It is the way of creatures,
It is how we keep busy,
It is how we
Keep tethered to each other.
And we reach to other species
Cross each other’s paths for good or ill,
It is what creatures of Earth Do,
As it is surrounded by air and clouds
That move and dance as the Earth spins
And defines its seasons as it rotates
And circles the Sun,
As the Sun
Pulling its orbiting and dancing neighbors
With the force of its gravity
Because We Sing, Dance, Build, Make Art and Write.