In the wisdom of the ages, small creatures roam,
Yet wisdom in abundance, their humble homes.
Ants, not strong, store food in summer's heat,
Rabbits, frail, build homes with boulders neat.
No king among ants, yet they swarm in might,
Lizards, small and meek, in kings' homes take flight.
Leadership's true essence lies beyond the eye,
Not in stature or appearance, but in the sky.
Like the creatures small in stature and frame,
Humans, too, hold wisdom, not in fame.
For in the grand tapestry of life's grand plan,
Even the smallest hold wisdom in their hand.
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Only My Heart Knows
PoetryWithin this anthology lies a tapestry of verses penned by Jcena Mortiff, each intricately woven around diverse manifestations of love. These words ache to break the shackles of confinement, the very letters thirst for emancipation, all plucked from...
