To a Narwhal
You didn’t like it when you lived with us.
I cannot blame you. We are not great hosts.
Compared to all the earth as it is thus—
compared with all the freedom that it boasts.
You won’t accept a life God did not give.
I think many of us would say the same.
That is not how a creature wants to live—
that is not life for creatures who can’t tame.
You rather take your venture where you will.
I think you are an actor, not a prop.
Some things are here to act upon, and still—
some things are here act, and will not stop.
You are not to be acted on, I see.
I think that’s how God made us both to be.