by cheri sabraw
Something remarkable happened on Tuesday at the Rancho.
Beauty arrived in his mythological chariot and landed among the Beasts.
Was Flannery O’Connor sending a symbol? A Displaced Person? A Religious symbol? A Jungian sage?
I could not believe my eyes as they beheld one of the most elegant creatures ever Designed!
Males fanning, females running for cover, scratching and pecking, strutting and fleeing. What a raucous ruckus on the Rancho!
And then, a child’s scream. A shrill announcement to the Thanksgiving army!
Where this peacock came from, I will never know. Ethereal. Gone.
His Beauty made all of the ugliness in the News vanish if only for a moment.