Human Ants

Lifetimes allotted
An ants measure
When human mind
So rare
An eternal treasure

We who live
We who believe
Bear witness for existence
Seek purpose
Without relief

We who feel
Moulding and shaping
An Universe
In our minds

Maya morphing
To Reality
Yet Reality
So blind.

Like Blind seers
we weep
At the portals
To stars

So Fatefully Near
to the Gods

Yet so Far.

(c) Amrita Valan 2016