A weta is similar in size and shape to a cricket,
though the two are unrelated.
It’s not the weta’s determination
to keep moving over the carpet,
though the tabby hunter has left
it a little out of shape.
Nor is it the weta’s struggling hops
to the ranch slider through which
it senses the bushes of its home
where it lived till a moment ago.
It is not even the three year old’s
excited exclamations while watching
the weta’s struggles to get away
from the tabby hunter.
This courageous creature
must inspire us as it
battles its handicaps
to escape its giant prison,
to return to its own world
where its kind have survived
for thousands of years.
Previously posted July 2016