Just another (extra)ordinary day

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I drew open velvet drapes to welcome the day
breathing in, amber sun and hurrying wind
between desolate woods and glimmering lake
I count murmurs which my heart had made

I follow soft voices that sound on empty street
find not strange afternoon’s sweltering heat
amid hours of weary grins and elbow grease
I ruminateΒ what would make my life complete

I bid myself take a minute and observe the sea
there is pleasure in sound of crashing waves
there is pleasure in the value of ordinary life
I smile at knowledge that makes its way within

because experience Β itself was extraordinary.

 

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46 thoughts on “Just another (extra)ordinary day

  1. Old Egg says:

    How right you are Sanaa. There’s nothing quite like experiencing the extraordinary yourself and reflecting “Yes, I have lived!”. How I enjoyed this poem.

  2. Sherry Blue Sky says:

    The present moment is extraordinary – one realizes that especially as one grows older and time is finite………a gift just to breathe, to open one’s eyes in the morning, able to see and get out of bed. It is always a gift, and wonderful that you know that so young.

  3. Magaly Guerrero says:

    I love the final thought so much. For I, too, believe that one of the best gifts we can give ourselves is the joy we get from enjoying the bits of living that seem unremarkable. Our love of them, our delight in them, make our experience extraordinary.

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