You spend a day with grazing cows,
You learn from them the real stuff.
They do not seek the greenest grass.
They settle for the green enough.
You do not see them run about
As if they have to win a race.
They do not horn the other cows
To drive them off their chosen place.
Contented with their little patch,
They munch without a tantrum thrown.
And, in their way, they thank the earth
By dropping down a settling cone.