One night,
a larger branch broke,
in the old pear tree.
For months and years
horse ants prepared this.
During the day the rain added
that fatal weight.
In a few years
my branch will burst.
Doubt has eaten of its interior.
The rain of daily worries add weight
Life is over.
nothing more that day.
Confident the globe will remain.
Even if man makes that place uninhabitable.
Ants will survive
Göran Stille 