Lost in prayer

Sometimes 
when I pray the words 
scurry by like ants 
I watch their silent progress 
unregistered on the kitchen scale 
undulating in their trail 
unnoticed until they become 
a swarm 
indistinguishable one from the next 

Sometimes 
there is one you see 
that carries five thousand times 
its weight 
enough to feed them all 
for a day

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Image: Ant bite carrying leaf photo by Vlad Tchompalov on Unsplash

 

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