Have they lost hope? Millions of life roaring, millions of life trembling. The have assembled in a procession. They will journey to their home. Have they lost their home and hope. They will pray in silence. Millions of red ants have showered wisdom on them. They will worship the Almighty. What for they pray? They do not know. They do not know who to pray. Millions of red ants have discovered their pains. Beastly silence devours them, beastly silence recovers them. Do they know what to say in prayer?
Do they know on which horizon the storm awaiting them? On which horizon the clouds have gathered? Millions of red ants will show them the way to their home and hearth. No prophet has appeared to rescue them. Will they be able to reach the end of the tunnel where oodles of hope and lies tempt them? Will they be able to overcome the temptation? Millions of red ants have joined them in their procession. They will pray and sing with them.
They will sing songs of the river. They will greet life after life. Hope and lies will not drown them into oblivion.They will walk along the light. They will burn the fire of eternuty. They will be praying in unison. They have discovered their lost souls. Millions of red ants have joined them in quest of salvation. Will they be able to touch the god's feet in their prayers? Someday they will reach the shore of salvation. The white ship is set to carry them home through the mists.
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