Do I dare disturb the universe?

Tiny little children

with eyes opened wide

blinking through innocence

curious thoughts inside.

One squats down

as he silently observes

a busy little ant hill;

what purpose it serves.

He picks up an ant, thinking

"Wow am I great.

I am God to this little ant;

I can destroy or create."

Then the child stands

with his eyes to the sky;

a gentle fear enshrouds him,

a thought he cannot deny...

"I am only a little ant

not knowing the world beyond

my tiny little ant hill

of which I am so fond.

I am so small, so tiny;

the universe so vast.

I live but for a moment

becoming history long past."

The question,

my dear little friends,

which has rung clear and true

through each

of all our little minds

the one we always turn to:

Do I dare disturb the universe?

Do I dare change its course?

Can I dip my finger into the world

and cause a ripple to disperse?

The little child

saw the little ant

marching on its way

and with its fellow little ants,

held a catepillar prey.

Instantly the little child knew

the answer to the question:

"I Do."