A Tale Of Two Bubbles Poem by Max Reif
A Tale Of Two Bubbles
Two bubbles,
floating in
the cosmic sky —
the world and I.
Blown by a single
bubble-maker,
from the same solution.
Though that great bubble
took it shape
so long before my own,
we float along
a common arc,
and will until
the day mine pops —
and then, some day,
the world's will, too.
And such spaciousness
we'll leave,
before the backdrop
of a million stars!
(.......july 27)
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4/24/2024 6:02:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is lovely Max. Wonderful ending, lovely imagery. A dreamy write, but I do hope your's doesn't pop for a long, long time. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX