Sometimes, when it is very still, you see them: The way the rubber tree plant tries to mend its broken leaf with it's own version of a bandaid...
The iridescent colors on the stained glass window...
Tiny footprints in the dust on the piano...
The clump of moss on the shady part of the roof...
The intricate reflections of marble on wood...
A glowing blue glass in the sunlight,
...that spilled its blueberry brightness on the fridge.
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