Nature's Designated Way

          The Positive Way

        I am anxious and self-absorbed in ways that

         the trusting trees and daffodils are not.  

         The cypresses know who they are in ways 

         that I don’t understand.  They grow wherever

         their seeds fall, and they open their leafy arms

         as shelter for whoever comes to call.

         Why then am I tangled-up in endless webs

         of concepts and phenomena that distances me

         from the surety of the faithful trees, the trusting

         daffodils, and the stable stars?

         I am envious of the faithful ferns and trusting vines

         that unfurl their joyful fronds in constant harmony

         with nature’s designated way, free from doubt

         – knowing who they are.