Effortless beauty.
The scene was from my car, as most things are around here, and so it was a sidewalk moment.
She was a Latino woman, dark, small, unremarkable, in a puffy coat, until the sequence of clockwork events, that all occurred simultaneously:
She was crossing a sidestreet to the opposite corner,
and I noticed she had her headphones in, and they matched her white puffy coat, while
A man in green with a hose was standing across near a building, spraying out in my direction,
making the brown sandslab glint in the morning sun,
and a pink and yellow print woman with a package in a sack swaying, coming opposite her direction,
was walking a steady
click
click across,
and a car from a third direction hesitating to round the curb until after she passed,
was just pausing,
on its rubber feet rolling a bit,
and she took a bouncing few steps, to avoid
first the car, to which she smiled and nodded and headed past, her black hair wafting out behind her,
then the sack woman’s package, which made her pause a step to let pass, moving aside with a small turn, and then a step,
and then to the curb and water spray, which had just flashed toward her,
and upon noticing her, pulled back,
and step stop,
and
she and the hoseman’s eyes met,
hers in mock “Yikes” and his in “Oh Sorry!”, and
she smiled the most beautiful smile, a gorgeous woman in that instant,
wide eyed, flashing white teeth and dark soft hair, and so light and charming,
in her crisp white coat of youth
in her
one,
two,
cha cha cha of the morning.
Little Jewels We Are…
(If we could all see our most beautiful moments like this.)
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