Ecology becomes poetic when the creative expression of other beings stirs our own desire to become expressive, to unearth words, pictures, and melodies for this sublime experience of aliveness. When you encounter the azure plumage of a peacock, you enter a creative exchange. It is not passive, but is instead an invitation to participate in the radical poetic beauty of the world. It is not about being a spectator; that dynamic severs us from ecological reality, and it’s where most of us moderns live, most of the time, on the conceptual ‘edges’ of this primal exchange. Instead, it is about entering into and participating in the world that lies before and among you with a profound level of engagement and care.