FInally unpacked
seated on my front porch
I see zebras grazing in
the gap between two
neigborly houses
I am wondering why
I ever left this place
but also perplexed at deliberate
zebra movements staying
an unusually long time
cropping one area for all its worth
Then I remember something
about gramnivores
how they have to eat twice as much
work twice as hard for nourishment
when the grasses are so brown
this desicated
But they could have it worse
and smile at the fresh breeze
and record temps over 108
predicted tomorrow in the valley
I left behind
So whether the grass
Is brown or green
there is that which sustains us
though there may be years
when we work harder
to find it
