All day long the little donkey labours, sometimes
with heavy loads on her back and sometimes just with worries
about the things that bother only donkeys.
And worries, as we know, can be more exhausting
than physical labour.
Once in a while a kind monk comes
to her stable and brings a pear, but more
he looks into the donkey’s eyes and touches her ears
and for a few seconds the donkey is free
and even seems to laugh,
because love does that.
photo dave whalley