The Tiny Details.

This is a poem I wrote toward the end of 2013. I wrote it after noticing the pattern of a star in my shower head. I hope that 2014 is filled with many more of these moments. Moments where I am inspired by tiny and ordinary things. Where I take the time to notice the details in life. And then turn them into imaginative stories and poems. Enjoy.

As she looked up into the silver shower head, she saw the pattern of a star. 

A star raining little droplets of newness. 

She wondered if she could catch one and hold it forever. 

Seeing in it everything beautiful about this life so clearly. 

A tiny mirror. A crystal ball of sorts. 

The lens through which she could see and capture every moment. 

And not only see them, but appreciate them. 

This glistening little droplet would be the most valuable treasure. 

A treasure that would soften her heart. 

A treasure that would be her source of joy. 

She only dreamed about that kind of joy. 

But she couldn't hold on forever. 

As the bead of water rolled off her fingertip, it fell into the river below and disappeared into the darkness.