Sunday 5 September 2010

Wonder

World-mirror hanging daintily, fragile dewdrop, on the bottom of my window-sill
Spotlight from above, sun ray finds its way through cotton fluff
Wind instrument sighing, singing and rustling, green leaf on brown stem
Ballet artist pirouettes, caught up in the breeze, piece of paper on the wind

And I simply pass by.

Where is the wonder, I wonder?