Friday, September 6, 2013

Poem 265 - Tiny Moving Speck

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I look down, to see a small black ant, crawling away
It moves so slowly, to reach its destination it'll take the whole day
On its back, a bit of fallen sugar it seems to be borrowing
Right under my nose, this tiny speck is moving

I decide to follow, on the ground I do kneel
It trudges on again, slowly carrying its meal
It stops in the middle, probably to take a break
Probably now with a bitter back ache

I follow no more as it goes through a cupboard crack
But one day for food he will be back
When the storage in his house is empty or low
Right under my nose, he might come or go
~Gaurang Rao

Written for - (after a long time)


  1. You encourage a closer look at the ordinary, Gaurang. Good to see you here again.

  2. You help us relate to the journey of a creature so small with great empathy. Well done, kiddo! I have trouble commenting on your site, it wants info I dont necessarily want to give.......this is Sherry, will sign as guest. See if that works.

  3. oh cool, it worked!


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