Impulse Instinct Intuition

Looking to define our separation
We call it instinct
Voiding the sentient nature of life forms

A bird lifts from atop trees
A measured effort, without brain power
Simply gaining energy potential

We see a crow
Harnessing thermals
Rising to the clouds

Weeping elephants
Grieve over a lost calf
Refusing to leave it behind

Have you heard the clicks
At the the bow?
Dolphin playing in the undertow

Our ability to think together
Build together
Is unique, beautiful, terrifying, destructive

Should we not return to some measured instinct?
That reasonable expectation
Of action-to-consequence ratio

The earth is one.







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