Ant

Poem, Poetry, Uncategorized 1 Minute

A tiny ant.

It neither has the ears to hear

Nor the eyes to see.

Yet, it knows I’m in the room.

 

What organ do I lack

To perceive God?

Like the ant cannot perceive me.

It knows I’m there by my voice.

It doesn’t hear it.

It doesn’t see it.

It simply knows there is a voice

Calling to it.

 

I must be that same tininess

To God.

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Published by B. K. Neifert

Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.

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