days pass by
empty bubbles afloat on ever moving water
still in itself, but ever moving
twirled and carried as the perennial current
I draw up a rainbow coloured flimsy veil
to cover up my emptiness
reflecting the joy and colours in all seven wonders
bobbing up and down the sprightly surface
never a dull moment
laughing and slipping
from treacherous vortices
it should have been an eternal joy
ride
the bubble bursts and emptiness is formless again
bubbles burst.. the flow is perennial.
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