A million million worlds that move in peace;A million mighty laws that never cease;And one small ant-heap, hidden by small weeds,Rich with eggs, slaves and store of millet-seeds.They sleep beneath the sodAnd trust in God.
Charlotte Perkins Gilman, Gary Scharnhorst (2012). “Charlotte Perkins Gilman's In this Our World and Uncollected Poems”, p.7, Syracuse University Press
