So the snow leopard doesn’t need to tell me it is a snow leopard,
Or if it could, any other creature.
Be, be, please just be yourself i think and that IS…
Far surpassing and more marvellous than any other thing disguised as another.
Leap down a mountain like a four-footed
Nureyev,
Don’t fall down it by way of two wooden shoes.
Oh, but we often can’t see our own grace and embrace our own spots,
And so there one stays immobile or clumsy, Never able to glimpse the horizon.