INCHWORM

 

One thing about our morning walks on which we both agree…

is that we never know with each new day…

the wonders we might see:

As we finished our walk the other day…

who should we happen to meet…

but a solitary worm…inching his way across the street.

Inchworms are ingeniously created…they don’t have ears.

They use the hairs on their long and slender bodies to hear…

It’s interesting how their bodies are equipped with legs 

but only in the front…and only in the rear.

In order to move …their front legs hold a spot…

they hold on tight and strong… 

and by moving their back legs to meet their front…is how they inch along.

We wondered as we watched this worm inch his way across the street

how this unique insect came to be…

and how our two species…approach the world so differently.

And we wondered if the inchworm…like all of nature…

by her actions is trying to reach us…

Perhaps that tiny inchworm…has lessons she’s trying to teach us.

An inchworm must be content with the way he is created…

he must be determined…resilient and strong…

And the front of his body must be patient…

as it waits for the back side to come along.

An inchworm cannot be in a hurry…as she moves by one inch slides…

she has to learn to take things slow…and do her best to enjoy the ride.

I imagine if we can learn from the inchworm to slow down and be patient…

It will help us in life to find our bliss….

and when we do we’ll have this tiny worm to thank…

as together we inch our way toward metamorphosis.