Insect Awakening

Insect Awakening by Cat Rain July 18, 2007 It would be an honor to come back as an insect. The ancient animal the sustenance for the world with fighters and flowered costumes of colors and camoflage, with garbage collectors and honey factory workers in high societies and the solitary bugs. Who are skillful flyers, tunnel builders. Those that are constructive and those that are destructive in the struggle for survival. The children of the Queen and the makers of the new Queen. Let me be among the delicate wisps of powdered wings, fluttering on top of the currents of air and buzzing straight ahead to the next destination. Open my eyes to the flashing light and saturate my nostrils among the sweet pollen fragrances to present to me a life so short and so full and awake with wonders and pleasures and a host of tasks to complete burning hot within me from my mouth to my seat. Small in size, even barely detectable, carrying an impact so large that all life depends upon it, the little crawlers of the day, the singers of the night, the barrowers in the hidden recesses and the navigators of flight. place me among the ancient animals The dragons, warriors, soldiers, builders, defenders, preparors, the nurses and the