Have you ever had the feeling that you are dodging biting ants…

Have you ever had the feeling that you are dodging biting ants…
Dotting every sidewalk, nook, and cranny…
Moving in rhythmic silence…
Licking their chops, waiting for the signal to attack.

They move so unpredictably…
Awaiting their next meal…
I wonder if they are thinking that their next meal is me
Their code of existence is not nice.

I heard they got Goldie…
A beautiful golden three times my size…
I will spare you the details, but it wasn’t pretty…
You can imagine the rest by yourself.

You may wonder why your world is full of so many ants…
You hold the key to their farm…
When you open it, they keep coming and coming…
Bringing so many worries, so much biting pain.

Have you ever thought to put that key away in a drawer?
That instead practice actions of love…
Like magic your worries will disappear…
And your day will be free of ants.

I’m kind of tired of dodging ants…
How about you?

I love you,

Annie