I almost stepped on the most beautiful thing I saw all morning. It was a puddle. This is a short essay about what it held, and what it made me think about for the rest of the day.
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The life we are searching for may already be present in the ordinary moments around us—we simply need to pay attention long enough to notice it.
The Sky Fell Into a Puddle
WordPress Daily Writing Prompt — 1 June 2026
I almost stepped on it.
A puddle — no wider than a dinner plate — sitting in the hollow of a cracked pavement stone. The kind you would normally walk around without a second thought.
But something made me stop.
The whole sky was in it. Grey clouds, a thin strip of pale morning light, the dark silhouette of a coconut palm — all of it folded neatly into this small, still, muddy circle at my feet.
The real sky was enormous, restless, heavy with the first clouds of the monsoon. The puddle’s sky was quiet. Contained. Almost peaceful.
Same sky. Entirely different experience.
I stood there longer than I should have. A two-wheeler swerved past. Someone’s gate rattled open. The world was going about its loud, ordinary business — and here was this inch-deep mirror, holding the whole morning without effort.
I walked on. But I kept thinking about it.
How much we miss by looking only at the large version of things.
📍 Thiruvananthapuram, Kerala — 1 June 2026
First day of the southwest monsoon.
Written in response to the WordPress Daily Writing Prompt — 01 June 2026
Johnbritto Kurusumuthu
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