Poetry

Look Down

I looked down on an ant
As it crossed the Sahara of the pavement.

I looked down on a spider
As it finished its tapestry with a flourish.

I looked down on a bee
As it zipped through the forest of a rose bush.

I looked down on so much
During such a simple walk
That I stopped and wondered….

Who was looking down on me?

Copyright Sarah Davidson 2021

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