Why does the black crow simply sing

Instead of living and stretching out its wings?
Why does the graceful horse run

If they can sun about in the peaceful sun?

Why does the gravel bite instead of heal,

Why does the bee sting instead of singing?

I see the black crow live and stretch out its wings,

I see the graceful horse sun.

I see healing gravel and bees that sing,

When nature and I are one.