THE RESCUE MISSION

I rescued an ant from ant-lion today. It felt good.

I found her.

head nosed deep in death

lying diagonal in a hollow cone of earth.

I saw her.

legs shaking, gasping for freedom

Every limb in her body vibrating with terror.

The monster, the underground lion

With his jaws conveniently locked in  her throat,

A smile on his face, a surge of joy in his abdomen 

digesting the hunger: In preparation for an ant-meal.

I couldn't stand the sight. 

I stopped, stooped down with a stick in my palm and,

plucked her out of the starved mandibles of the monster

She ran off, in a traumatized frenzy.

As I went on I remembered a similar scenario:

A cross, four nails and a Man.

A picture of the ant conjured in my head,

The ant with my face on it.

Reviews

[Wintershade]

How beautiful. It's so simplistic, tender and genuine. Thank you for sharing it.
Kindness and compassion should not be limited by the appearance and/or intelligence of its recipients. It is nice to know that for many of us, it's not....as it was not for Him.

[MadalaJose]

Thank you Wintershade.