Catherine Bussiere: white

In times of hardship

beauty (still) appears everyday

I must be attentive

open my eyes, my ears, my heart

A visit, a word said, a memory

– moments of grace –

as little as they may be

must be nourished

There is a thin line between sweet and sour

fresh and faded

In the presence of the ephemeral :  life

I am reminded to look now

at beauty

in all forms

create it

and share it