Spin in circles
Until your eyes spin too,
Fall down on the floor
And notice how big the world’s to you.
If you could see
How tiny you are
You’d leave your home
So your head wouldn’t mar.
When that ant looks up at you
And you look down on him
just put your hand aside
and make the world less grim.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem