she will look intently,
her ears perked, high interest
but no movement, her paws placed
directly under her shoulders, even
the grasses dare not bend in the breeze.
she is queen of the grasslands, regarding
her kingdom with dignity and grace.
were we so watchful with our own, so
attentive to every small mammal
and every grass, we would be
in the present, enjoying its beauty
instead of rushing from one thing
to the next.