You're Beautiful Today

Someone wrote: I'm tired
of being human. Do you think
the wind wants to be inconstant,
dying down to nothing but a breeze?
Does the swan appreciate its two
black eyes or being white? And wolves,
always hungry, thin and lonely?
Who tells the trees: you're beautiful
today or stars: I like your shiny jackets?
I'd rather be human than a jackal.

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