This morning,
an adventurous black ant
climbed my countertop
to descend into a flowered bowl
and sip the sweet nectar of peach juice
left there by my child.
Would that I were so bold—
to ascend the table of a giant
and drink from the sweet cup of life!
Just East Of Crazy Land 
A lovely thought but, perhaps embarrassing to admit, my first reaction is to grab a tissue and bid farewell to the insect with a hearty flush. Farewell fair bug!🙃
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Haha, you’re so funny! Farewell, indeed!
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Beautiful metaphor. It makes me think of Hebrews 4:16 “Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.” We can drink of His goodness because of the sacrifice of Christ. 🙂
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Yes! The throne of mercy is like the table of a giant—equally impressive, but happily, less dangerous!
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What a beautifully vivid and relatable piece, Anna! I love how you’ve captured such a simple moment and transformed it into a reflection on courage and seizing life’s opportunities. The imagery of the ant’s boldness as a metaphor for embracing life’s sweetness is so poignant. It really makes you pause and consider the everyday ‘nectars’ we overlook. Such a lovely reminder to take a moment and appreciate the small, yet significant, things. Can’t wait to read more!
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Ah, Ron, you’re a wonderful reader! Thanks for being so engaged with
my work!
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