Finding beauty in the ordinary things is not hard. You just have to slow down long enough to see it.
The beautiful poem below will show you how and where to look.
Ahhh… 🙌🏼
The Patience of Ordinary Things
by Pat Schneider
It is a kind of love, is it not?
How the cup holds the tea,
How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare,
How the floor receives the bottoms of shoes
Or toes. How soles of feet know
Where they’re supposed to be.
I’ve been thinking about the patience
Of ordinary things, how clothes
Wait respectfully in closets
And soap dries quietly in the dish,
And towels drink the wet
From the skin of the back.
And the lovely repetition of stairs.
And what is more generous than a window?1
Your turn…
How the… (fill in the blank)
What would you add to the poem above that reflects an appreciation, or a reveling, of something ordinary in your life?
We’d love to hear it!
In case you missed it…
From Another River: New and Selected Poems (Amherst Writers and Artists Press, 2005). Pat Schneider (1934 - 2020) was born in the Ozark mountains of Missouri and settled in Massachusetts after she married. A poet, playwright, and librettist, she published ten books, including Writing Alone and with Others (Oxford University Press).
How pictures hang on walls speaking to us
How my dog lies quietly at my feet content.