KILLING AN ANT

My thumb presses the life
out of a tiny black ant.

I am thrown into a spiritual dilemma.
What right have I to kill?

Daily, we kill without knowing.
We eat the living cells of salads,
spray our surroundings with Raid.
crunch hapless snails on our walks.

In killing is there a right and wrong?
The rhythm of life and death…
its pattern of truth steps aside of man’s ideas.
The rhythm of birth and rebirth,
the spinning of trillions of particles around nucleases,
spinning together
making the universe
the big party mix of particles…
Energy does not live and die.
It exists.
 

Death is only relative to life.
They need each other.
The ant needs the thumb to change its form.

Sub-atomic particles
atoms
molecules
a blade of grass
a tiny ant
a human person
all infinitely spinning around
a dizzy design called
“life and death”.