BUBBLES

Air blown through a ring of soapy water,

countless bubbles being born,

each taking a different path -

reaching skyward,

skimming low

or somewhere inbetween...

A long path for some,

a short one for others,

then finally a pop,

signalling the end...

or another beginning?

Separate and alone they seem,

but look! There's a twosome

transforming into three,

another merging seamlessly

with the twins

so that all can continue

in oneness and unity.

The memory of a common origin

lies buried in forgetfulness,

yet all are joined

and the separateness

of the journey

is just an illusion -

wonderful, elegant

and clever.

We mistake it for reality,

but in truth, that it can never be:

no, never!

Copyright © Helena Harper 2008