I’d be a well meaning but destructive spectator in this wide world of perils:
Free the butterfly from his cocoon
The spider from his molt
Quicken the buffalo calf from the wolves’ pursuit
Make all the carnivores vegetarians.
I’d upset the natural order of things in favor of less:
Less effort, less running, less power
Thereby weakening all things and
Have the place overrun.
Instead of shrinking and fearing all these threats,
I pray to meet them as He’s directed:
Be strong and courageous
Not lettuce leaf wilt
‘Neath what would challenge.
Head up, shoulders back, forehead like flint
May I take hold of a freely offered inheritance as
Little conqueror.
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