Wooden Tiger

- Among people I was born as a tiger, - said the Dragon and added: - in honor of you - wooden.
- Can the Dragon be born a tiger? - Sensing a catch, the Tree asked.
The dragon thoughtfully looked at the beginning of the Starfall, coloring it in all shades of cheese holes.
- They are odd creatures, - he repeated once more.
- Care to explain? - the impatience in the Tree's voice approached the boundaries of irritated intonations.
The dragon, without taking his eyes off the stellar spectacle, decided not to try his friend's patience anymore and answered:
- They are conceived all-known. People themselves call it conception. -Having said this, the Dragon fell silent.
Noticing that the leaves of his friend began to be replaced by salamanders, which clearly overplayed the shades of Starfall chosen by the Dragon, he continued:
- At the moment of their conception, humans knows everything, but then, in the process of development, they get a doubt, and stops believing in knowledge. They begins to rush about - gills, tail, wings… By the time of birth, humans confuses themselves so much in trying to self-understand that they forget everything and immediately after they are born, screams heart-rendingly from the realization of their loss.
- It's good that you were smart enough to be born something wooden, - taking advantage of the pause, said the Tree.


(русский вариант http://stihi.ru/2019/12/16/2324)