Today I Held a Tiny Pale Blue Perfume Bottle Up to the Light

This morning, I held a tiny pale blue perfume bottle up to the light on the white table by the window. Soft brightness came through the curtain, and a gentle blue sparkle gathered in the round glass. When I placed it in my palm, the glass felt a little cool. Each time it caught the light, the color inside seemed to change slowly. I opened the cap just a little, and a soft scent spread through the room, like a small flower unfolding in the white air. A thin shadow from the bottle rested on the table like a pale puddle. As I turned it from one angle to another, the same blue looked different each time, and even my feelings seemed to face toward something brighter. Nothing big happened today, but light and scent nearby made time feel gentle. By evening, I put the perfume bottle back on the shelf. The little bottle quietly held the light, and every time I passed by, I remembered the window from today. I hope tomorrow brings another small sparkle and a kind scent like this.