I look around me, and what I see
are giants, towering, mastering, so alive.
They build and create monuments--no room for me--
While I am merely an ant, no matter how I strive.
They hold the sun, the moon, the stars in the sky,
and I merely fireflies kept in a jar at home.
I can't grasp their towering skyscrapers that stretch so high.
They forge the future, while I am alone.
But, progress accumulates with time.
No one ever notices the defiant poking stem;
To the top the once-tiny seed reaches at the end of a long climb...
And one day, I will be among them.