Same Day Each Year
The intelligence of milkweed blossoms
to attract flying pollinators
sets my mind to reeling,
thinking about the infinite ineffable
Mysteries of the universe.
How do coyote mothers know
which rendezvous sites are safe
to leave their vulnerable young pups?
How do eastern newts know
when it's time to magically morph
their red terrestrial bodies to their green aquatic bodies,
when to answer the call to return to their place of birth?
How, in this big, wide world, do hummingbirds know
the way to their ancestral winter home,
when the youngest birds have never been there before?
Furthermore, please appreciate this!
How do older hummingbirds know
to return to their destination,
after traveling thousands of miles,
on the Exact. Same. Day. Each. Year.
Questions are not necessary to find answers to,
they are guideposts that remind us to be open to seeing.