a moment in nature

The fireflies, lightning bugs whatever you want to call them
they know the perfect time
they know when to shine
not too early, not too late
how is this all possible?
who taught the fireflies their sublime poetry?
dancing through dusk perfectly
The toads know when to speak up and when to be silent
so do the crickets
the blue jays and robins speak
knowing when to fly and when to land
they all know exactly when it’s time to leave the nest, no hesitation
even more amazing the tulips know when to stand tall and when, and how, to wait until next year
the grass below the oak gets everything it needs
nothing more nothing less
rain or shine, sun or shade

but we, humans.
what a mess, we can’t ever figure out human nature