Vision.

Today there have been lovely things

I never saw before;

sunlight through a jar of marmalade;

a blue gate;

a rainbow

in soapsuds on dishwater;

candlelight on butter;

the crinkled smile of a little girl

who had new shoes with tassels;

a chickadee on a thorn-apple;

empurpled mud under a willow,

where white geese slept;

white ruffled curtains sifting moonlight

on the scrubbed kitchen floow;

the under-side  of a white-oak leaf;

ruts in the road at sunset;

an egg yolk in a blue bowl.

My love kissed my eyes last night.

-May Thielgaard Watts.