Tag Archives: beauty
Gazing out the cabin window, beauty gazing back at me
Birch trees numerous as the cattails standing white, standing brown © Meisaan Chan
Flower bouquet, I
At first, I am overwhelmed by beauty I am blinded slowly, though, my eyes adjust and I start to see the subtle illness the subtle death the subtle imperfection and all of this gives me pause for praise, comfort, and … Continue reading
Maple syrup
Sweetness, fresh from the tree tasting like freedom and dawn and leaves: all the ways you show all the ways that you are: the small, shy drops © Meisaan Chan
My neighbors’ shouting woke me up last night
My neighbors’ shouting woke me up last night and so, awake, I stumbled to the bathroom, and upon my return, I was struck by the frame of moonlight-drenched carpet – my window, achingly luminous and through it, there she was, … Continue reading
Spring rain, cold and clear
Spring rain, cold and clear striking bone while striking flesh all the world shivers © Meisaan Chan
Touching proof
I make things beautiful, says the Lord; from the morass, music from the chaos, light – look for the beauty, my delicate fingerprint, proof that yes, yes: I have touched © Meisaan Chan
Perspective
Throughout the day, I turned the bouquet of flowers on my desk this way and that, gazing at a different curve of petal, a different spike of leaf: So gently they remind me that beauty is not contained in a … Continue reading
