ANTS

In a time we dreamed and dressed like trees

In flowers and leaves ~

We worked like ants and crawled kindly

On the warm Earth.

Rain blessed the skies

And fell to the thirsty dirt.

Earth is everything

The manifest all that we have and that we are.

What Earth gives she also must take back.

So tread gently wayfarer

And thank Earth, Sun, Moon, Stars and Ants.

AHOz: Songs of silk