Small rain in summer Pools on large green leaves, Makes all birds dumber Silently they weave. Wrens fly to and fro Nesting near the house. They know where to go With nestlings and spouse. Simple life of green Hiding in lush leaves. A space to be unseen Humans only grieve. Where is our safe space, Where can we live well? As anguish veils the face In green thoughts I dwell.