Work?

I work in a place of pre-dawn clarity: Exciting swamp and forest sounds, deer with dewy mouthfuls of budding shoots, bugs more tiny than pinheads or bigger than fists. I am so happy I almost sing the litany of breathing. Then as it does, the tree crashes down, the swamp is silent, the coyote takes the fawn and the spider the bug. Prey & predator reverse roles and reverse roles again. I know this is what is, but I never get used to it. Flawed design.