Blowing bubbles…  
Pretty bubbles in the air,
They fly so high,
Nearly kiss the sky,
Then like our dreams,
They fade and die.
La la, la la, la la… 

But what does the bubble think?
Children know.
‘Don’t try to hold on to me’, it says.
To capture is to destroy.
Beware of filling me with more than I can hold.

‘Take me as I am, do not grieve,
I am only with you for an instant,
A glimpsed, mysterious passing thing,
A taste of the lightness of being.
For as I am, so you may be.
A while so blind, but then so free.’


One Reply to “Bubbles”

  1. And bubbles of love from Mummylove….. Hoping you’ll soon get as light again as a bubble ….but never as fragile…… 😉 Le 18 nov. 2016 à 17:20, HemmingPlay a écrit :

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