Sounds of the Ordinary Gift

She gifted me a rubber band, A quite ordinary rubber band. I was getting enthusiastic, slowly To test the limit of elasticity To check the restriction of flexibility. She gifted me a rubber band, I was coiling it in my finger Then I observed it against the sun Nothing extraordinary happened, But, I could see the glowing sun Inside this tiny, ordinary rubber band. And, as I was doing this simple observation I felt that nothing matters more now, Other than the preferred way of placing the sun. Should I need a referral for that? Unsure, yet waiting, Only because she gifted me a rubber band With all her affection. I, in return, was thinking to gift the purple flower That I saw in my backyard today, Rather than telling her the sounds of the ordinary gift!