Their World

Birds take for granted air,
fish water. Nothingís there

is what they probably think,
until fish take a drink;

but even then I doubt
they stop to ask about

whatís clearly everywhere:
water clear as air,

or air, a nothing and
so hard to understand

no bird will even try.
Itís hard enough to fly.

is very hard to see.

Don Wheelock

If you have any thoughts on this poem, Don Wheelock would be pleased to hear them.