Mesmerizingly Blessed

Even when it rains on a windowpane There is beauty serene There is splendour, unexplained You just can't look through Without questioning how it all came to be. This is the poetry in me and you It's the flower that bends to the sun And gazes memorized until it wilts And as it fades greeting the morning dew Tranquil as a stone bust it's head seeds. It's amazing, how the ordinary Can be totally-extraordinary It's incredible how what is plain Can be mesmerizingly blessed So open your eyes and all these wonders explore.