Am I horse, or cow? Poem for Shoal Point.

There are demands, yes.
There are rights,too.
There is the listening.
There is the heat.

But what sets worlds apart,
is the grass,
so small,
inifintesimal.

I bow down before the grass.
It makes my day,
Joy.
Am I horse , or cow?

Shoal Point- low tide.

Shoal Point-sunrise.