look for beauty where it lingers low,
in quiet places few will go
where streetlights flicker, soft and gold,
and hidden stories ache untold
in restless tides that kiss the shore,
in weathered doors and cracked decor,
a single leaf in silver light
defying gray with fragile bright
a sudden laugh that spills like sun,
unplanned, unguarded, freely spun
it lifts the air, it bends the day,
and chases heavy thoughts away
the hush between the passing noise,
the sacred pulse in simple joys,
the scent of earth when rain has kissed
the dust of all we might have missed
soft winds that speak in passing grace,
unseen hands time cannot erase,
a fleeting glance, a kindness small
yet somehow they outshine it all
so let your heart learn how to see
the art within the ordinary,
for patient eyes and open skies
turn fleeting moments into prize
and when you pause, and truly start,
to gather light within your heart
you’ll find the world, both near and far,
is stitched with wonder as you are.