Wayfinders 3

 

Lone little ant
dashing across the kitchen
circling and searching with
unerring certainty into
the great unknown
knowing though with
absolute faith
it will be there
somwhere just
beyond the horizon

And having discovered
the unknown
an island of food just
a morsel maybe to you and me
along comes the tribe
close behind
the Wayfinder

Who was his name
that lone Wayfinder ant
remembered forever in
ant tribe whakapapa
I wonder
who was his name.

© Ross Nepia Himona

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