when an ordinary
thing,
such as a vase
on a table,
or knob upon a door,
or a person
staring into
the rain as he
sits and smokes
waiting for
it to cease to
pour
catches your eye,
it or they are
no longer ordinary,
but strange
glimpses into
the beauty of a
world that so often
passes us by.
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