The underwater sucker sounds of my cat Tsuki diligently washing her elbows.
The wild streaks of red in the morning sky, sighing into blue.
The knobbly glass candle on my shrine and its halo of god.
The mug of redbush tea that my husband brings me, steaming and fragrant, a precious golden cargo.
The wonders of toast!
Drinking the fresh scent of my Little Dog’s soft belly.
Walking out into the dewy garden, sprinkles of birdsong, a wild rabbit, the kindly trees, things flourishing and dying back, always flourishing and dying back.
You sustain me, darling Earth. You keep me alive.
I will do what I can to keep you alive, with joy, with an aching heart, with courage, with gratitude.
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