In the heart of the wild, where the flames dance free,
Lives the Karner blue caterpillar, a sight to see.
Dependent on fire, its fate intertwined,
With the wild lupine, a treasure to find.
In the wake of the flames, the lupine will bloom,
A feast for the caterpillar, dispelling the gloom.
For without the fire, the lupine would wane,
And the Karner blue's future would be in great pain.
So as the fire season comes and goes,
The caterpillar thrives, its life in repose.
A delicate dance, a balance so fine,
Nature's harmony, a sight so divine.
So let us cherish this intricate bond,
Between the caterpillar and the fire beyond.
For in this dependence, a lesson we find,
Of resilience, adaptation, and nature's design.
