Share in Our World

A big cat talks. Do we know what she means?
Are there names in her speech, rules for her words?

When she’s done, she turns, pads back to her pride
And lies down to nap to dusk. What of us?

What have we learned from what she said just then?
Which one of you taped what she said? Took notes?

Can we work it out? How hard could it be?
We care too much for beasts that speak, for us.

The world said us, and all we’ve said, it says,
And all that’s said—or purred or sung—it says.

Poor world, poor Earth, to have to talk like this.
Poor us, poor worlds that must talk back to it.