Beauty in Everyday Life

My life is beautiful. I know. The sky

hangs up there, the color of borax and
the sun is an aluminum pie plate so shiny
it hurts my eyes. The puppy, Thunder,
who almost died a month ago is glossy black,
bouncy, shedding in hunks and globs
and Bear, the big black dog has matts
so tight I can’t saw through them with
the clippers–not the old ones retired
from my husband’s use or the sharper ones
made for the horse. There are eight kittens.
Fat sand spurs made of fur and claws
crapping all over the porch. What are these things
if they are not beauty?
My life is beautiful. If I look beyond
the white board, the string hanging from
the blind, the smudged glass and the window screen
I can see it in the swirling sugar water, just there,
bright as the hummingbird’s soft throat.

About Bettina Colonna Essert

Illuminated Magdalene High Priestess and facilitator of empowerment and healing circles for girls and women, including a monthly Red Tent Temple. BA in English, minor in anthropology. Waldorf homeschool mom. Reiki master, cranial sacral therapist, herbalist, menstruvist, feminist, epicurian.
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