the beetle stops running
and looks at me
through the jelly-glass walls
of its prison.
I don’t know how much air is in there
but I’m sure it’s enough for a tiny bug.
It stands up on its hind legs
waggles back and forth, trying
to find some foothold on the slick surface
but looking more like some cage dancer
gyrating for an extra dollar,
or perhaps for more air.
I tap on the glass
to make it stop degrading itself
shake the glass a little bit to send it closer
to the pile of cut grass and leaves
I’ve picked for it.
I think a glass jar is a fine home for a beetle
and I don’t think it has any right to complain.
~Holly Day
Minneapolis, USA
We’re very much overcome by wants that we don’t stop with fulfilment of just the needs!
But when others go on increasing the list of wants, we expect of them to limit it as far as possible!
We don’t follow what we expect others to do certain things and not do something we wish them to!