Savour the elegance of the little things.
They ferment to craft the essence of us.
They make up to melodies our soul sings.
It’s watching dust caught in the light cycling
through windows where I was first made breathless.
Savour the elegance of the little things.
Drizzles in summers and storms in springs.
When crickets chirp to the air’s dampness.
They make up to melodies our soul sings
The way we feel our whole body smiling
as our veins are pumped with pure happiness.
Savour the elegance of the little things.
The little many music notes dancing
Gives us life and fills our deep emptiness.
They make up the melodies our soul sings.
When you are lost and there’s no one else leading
These little things will be your close compass
Savour the elegance of little things,
They make up to melodies our soul sings