Sometimes what you take for granted is waiting for your attention

So I stopped to stand and stare
At this little arrangement on my kitchen counter.
All still, yet as if basking in the joy of being noticed 
I sensed a sway in the tulips, 
a dash of blush on the lotus 
and a tortoise nodding his head in ecstasy. 
The silver silently lent its shine. 
This had to be their selfie moment I thought.