Mysterious and grand,

Lively and renounced.

Dotted ants

Crawl about muted scapes,

Flourishing abandons.

Little ants, tiny ants.

Ants, trailing on two legs amongst

Castles of rock.

A/N: Sorry it's super short. Hopefully future poems will be longer than these tiny bursts of inspiration.
Belated happy new year!

--Frost_Glaive