Queen Anon, Her Ant, Hides My Shadow.. Poem by James McLain

It is a bright world
a strings of paths,
I ride my ant, for safety.

Queen mother, who nurses me still.
Hidden in your bulk, is our future, in translucent purest is pink.
It transcends, the black and white of most worlds.
The grey world frightens me, my shadow changes, her mind.
Fe minis, she waves me on, her servant I am.I nestle safe,
in the shape of her fight.
Her guardian, is larger than I, wearing my ants cast off love, in shadow.