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THE DANCE OF THE ANT AND THE BUTTERFLY

The butterfly
and the ant
crossed path. 

Like a ballerina,
the butterfly twirled.
 The broad
pandan leaf
her stage.

The ant,
confused, 
moved
back and forth,
in hip hop
motion.
The broad
pandan leaf
her highway.


To each
her own.



The butterfly
wanted
to show off
her wings
so she catwalked
around
the length of
her ramp.



The ant, however
needed to finish
her business
of finding food
so she teetered  
around her path
 to get off
the way
of the butterfly.




And so
they danced.

Each one did
her own step.



The butterfly
did the motions
with leisure.
She just emerged
from her chrysalis.
She is in the apex
of her life!
"The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough." - Rabindranath Tagore
The ant moved
in a tactical formation
to search for food
and must hurry.

There is no time to play. She followed
her pattern as she did yesterday.


The ant and the butterfly: They do what they have to do!
What about you? What dance do you do?
The ant's or the butterfly's?
 "We are closer to the ants than to the butterflies.
Very few people can endure much leisure."- Gerald Brenan
"It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants.
The question is: What are we busy about?" ~ Henry David Thoreau


Brent School-Baguio, Philippines.
By LEPAN July 2012Photos  were taken at the front garden of the Heck Hall
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