The Extraordinary

What is the extra ordinary?
Something which doesn't happen ordinarily.
Something which is not ordinary.
Like the sun spilt into beautiful colours just when it is about to lose it's shine to the dusk,
Or like when you look at me and smile.
That is the extraordinary


When a thousand lights shine in the night sky,
Or when you fall asleep while holding me.
That is the extraordinary


When the cool breeze blows on a hot afternoon taking away the weariness of the travellers.
Or when I catch you looking at me in a room full of people.
That is the extraordinary


When a tiny flower grows from the little crack in the concrete.
Or when your lips say my name.
That is the extraordinary.


When an underpaid worker finally buys the ring his wife was secretly wishing for
Or when you tell me you've never been happier in your life than with me.
That is the extraordinary.


When a fleet of pigeons flying in precise patterns find their way home.
Or when for no reason you kiss my cheek.
That is the extraordinary


When the majestic hills and trees make way for sleek roads for nature to reach to humans.
Or when we close our eyes to the world for the night together.


That is the extraordinary