To each his bubble
to each his colour
to view through a happy rose
or a suspicious grimy grey
Some do burst bubbles
with sly and shameless glee
Others blow them up
with joyous abandon
Some exist but for a moment
others scatter hither-tither
as whimsy dictates, this way and that
Yet others glide effortlessly
neither do resist nor exert,
their importance upon others
their iridescent luminescence
content to just Be
In the here and now
and Forever…
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Dear Anjali,
What a very lovely poem this is! We humans, all with our unique paths in and through this world, do have our own bubbles. We are our own bubbles.
This all brings to mind the space in which the bubbles seem in exist. This space is something quite special. Bubbles float, bump, merge, bust, and more. And the spaciousness remains.
Thank you very much for this!
All good wishes,
robert
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Oh we seem to have been commenting simultaneously on each others blogs! 🙂
Your comment is so eloquent Robert – the bit about ‘the space’ containing it all, especially resonates with me. Thank you for always visiting!
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What a beautiful poem Anjali. A euphemistic poem that could aptly be used to describe so many areas of life!
Great stuff xx
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Thank you so much for dropping by and your thoughtful comment – you got me! 🙂
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Wonderful metaphor! 🙂
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Thank you! 🙂
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Bubbles, yes we have played with many times and we do enjoy the randomness and the free flow…never had I ever looked into it the way you have captured the mystical interaction of bubbles into a metaphor of life…so true and so much it reflects of the changing facets of life. Beautiful poem!!!
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Thank you Nihar for your appreciative comment. I am glad that enjoyed this metaphor for life. 🙂
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This is just lovely Anjali. I really nice read.
“others glide effortlessly
neither do resist nor exert,
their importance upon others
their iridescent luminescence
content to just Be
In the here and now
and Forever…”
–Oh yes, yes, yes, this is how I want to be. I pray that I may live this as reality.
🙂
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And yes to your yes! 🙂 I wish I too was there – but not yet – some day hopefully that reality will arrive! Thanks again for your heartfelt comment. 🙂
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Loved this beautiful poem. Especially the last few lines 🙂
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Dimensions of reality seem to form in bubble like structures of energy – perhaps even the multi-dimensions that physics predicts are actually bubbles of energy manifesting into realities – perhaps we even are individually bubble of a reality of our own – a multidimensional shared reality.
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Very well said indeed 🙂 Thank you for dropping by!
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