As ants crawl in the shade of trees
Another lonely creature dies,
And all of this occurs in chorus,
Hidden from our mortal eyes,
And somewhere far-off in the distance
I hear the frantic buzz of flies,
Though soon their sound in fully drowned,
As I ascend through brighter skies!
Joshua Dinkin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pure-obscurity/
