How is it
this long,
wasp-like
but wingless
creature becomes
a little, unassuming
ladybug? Smaller,
she is but
a dainty remnant,
an emergence
of a speckled &
friendly dot
from this
some-what
scary looking,
long-legged
infant we might
swat….
We know so little
of the natural world,
most of us,
at least,
inside walls,
heads down,
eyes scanning
a tiny rectangular
window to a cyber
world, detached
from the amazing
life outside
in the green.
—C.L. Fisher, May 2021
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