Beneath the soil, where secrets lie,
The ants march on, a silent tide.
In lines and trails they softly weave,
A testament to what they believe.

Through grains of earth, their pathways blend,
In unity, their strength extends.
With tireless steps, they build their dreams,
A dance of life, a flowing stream.

The sun may rise, the rain may fall,
Yet onward goes their endless call.
In shadows deep or daylight’s grace,
The ants embrace each task they face.

In every mound, a world unfolds,
A hidden tale of courage told.
These tiny warriors, bold and free,
Whisper of life’s grand tapestry.