Bubble Poem by Sandhya Joseph

Drifting in my own sweet bubble all these years, thinking everything is crystal clear, as clear as the view from within.. all of a sudden, it seemed pellucid, tried figuring out what was going wrong.. gave every detail a lot of thought, but I was inordinately disappointed.. Tried letting go, tired not thinking too hard.. One morning, startled, I find my feet sensing the rugged earth.. woke up into an entirely unfamiliar phase, one filled with bitterness and negativity, seemed like a whole new puzzle to me.. What I feel right now is a mélange of emotions - mystified, taken aback, strange, claustrophobic, vulnerable, chilled to the bone.. Reality finally dawned upon me, realised that the pellucid bubble was a sign, a warning.. My sweet bubble had disappeared, again signalling me to go ahead, whispering to me that it has made me strong, pushing me to face the reality as time has come for me to put together the zillion lessons and fly high on my own... I know its going to be tough, but I know I'll shine.. Thank you Bubble..