Busy little black ant under your heavy load,
Where does your steady trail take you?
The tree’s roots are where your family lives.
Colony teamwork has built a network of
Winding tunnels and gaping miniature caverns
Far beneath the ground.
There, you raise little rice-like eggs
That are the next generation’s
Diligent members of the ant community.
I watch and learn
As you go about busy errands
Oblivious to the giant world about you,
Your empire rules.
Karen Hein Poetry 