Venus shone so brightly
through my bedroom window
that—
though I was only turning over
in the bed
and happened to open my eyes—
I awoke completely,
suddenly slightly alarmed.
Put on my glasses.
It is Venus. So bright,
there,
low on the horizon.

Feeding the alpaca,
then scooping their poop,
Darcy sidled up in front of me.
I leaned his way,
and held still,
offering my face.
His warm breath
and softness touched
both cheeks,
my neck
below each ear,
my nose.
Again, then, out in the pasture
at their pooping place,
he finds me there
and I lean into his
warm and soft
explorations
of my face and neck.

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During my breakfast
I watch birds at the feeders
having their breakfast.
Striking, are 12 Goldfinches
and a female Cardinal.
The colors of their feathers
are vivid in the early light.

What a privilege,
to see,
experience,
these late winter morning
sights.
It’s no wonder
we humans
are anthropocentric—
think the world was made
for us,
that we are the center
of everything.
But no, when we experience
such beauty,
awe,
it is imperative to remember
it is not emerging for us,
it is simply emerging.
But it is imperative
that we see,
experience,
value,
celebrate
the beauty,
the wonder.
In fact,
it’s our job!