We need another and a wiser
and perhaps a more mystical
concept of animals…
We patronize them for their incompleteness,
for their
tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves.
And therein we err
and err greatly.
For the animal shall not be measured by man.
In a world
older and more complete than ours,
they move finished and complete,
gifted
with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained,
living by voices
we shall never hear.
They are not brethren; they are not underlings;
they
are other nations,
caught with ourselves in the net of life and time,
fellow
prisoners of the splendor and travail of the earth.
Henry Beston 1888-1968
(Art by Marcia Baldwin)
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