There is so much that delights the heart,
So much that soothes the soul,
So many views to find peace,
So much warmth in the world so cold.
A light raindrop on a parched lip,
A little sun ray in cloud’s crevice
A short lived peck on a soft cheek,
An expert shot from a learning novice.
And then I see a little girl,
Her dress stained with dirt and grime,
A tattered book sheltered in thin arms,
The confidence as she rattles a rhyme.
Next I see a swarthy man,
Pushing the carts at a mighty store,
He works hard to earn a little,
Proud of the uniform he wore.
Lost in wonder, my wallet falls,
I lose a good sum of money;
Worried and anxious I feel low,
The means to go home, I don’t have any.
And then running through the rain,
An angel comes, drenched from cap to shoe
He hands me the wallet I had lost.
His uniform is white and blue.
And then I think of heart break tales,
Of killing, lies, and crimes,
And before my heart can sink to a low,
My soul hears the positive chimes.
There is so little than angers me,
And I get provoked to cry;
But it takes even lesser for me,
For my face to break into a smile.
Little things from everyday,
A treasure trove of happiness,
Little humanity from human beings,
A cure to all wretchedness.