Everyday Life (Elevated Emotion) Poem by ashok jadhav

The kettle sings, a gentle morning hymn,
Steam curling soft as sunlight through the glass;
The world begins in quiet, tender whim,
And moments small enough for hearts to grasp.
A neighbor's smile, a child's uncertain step,
The rustle of the trees against the sky;
In these, a universe of secrets kept,
A fleeting joy no wealth could magnify.
The ticking clock, the rhythm of the day,
Becomes a song when listened to with care;
The ordinary folds in wondrous way,
And lifts the soul from weight it could not bear.
So life is found in laughter, breath, and glance,
A miracle within the smallest chance.