Mother Ant

Oct 14

Written By Katie Kulp

The ant is a glutton for labor, carrying more than her fair share.

She marches silently, unceremoniously, through a kingdom that lies unnoticed

by eyes that are trained on bigger, flashier things.

Sometimes, you might glimpse her,

struggling under the weight of her portion,

her back strained, her movements slowed

but never ceasing.

You might remark to a friend, during a pause in conversation on a hot and lazy day,

how amazing it is

that such a humble creature can display such marvelous feats of strength.

Have you carried the weight of the world on your back?

Have you too heard the music that echoes through dark and sleepy spaces,

playing softly, incessantly,

as the ants march on?

Katie Kulp

I’m a young wife and mother living in Philadelphia, PA with my husband, two children, and dog. I’m a confessional Lutheran, an introvert, and a lover of books. My ideal evening involves comfy socks, colonial-era period dramas, and something delicious baking in the kitchen.

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