A Bubble in Time

Wrapped in white cotton

A piece of the world

Is trapped in a bubble in time

The sun has no hold

The rain has no flow

It is simply a moment, sublime

Songbirds, symphonic

In their trebles and trills

To an undertone cicada buzz

Seagulls are squealing

Crows squawking gossip

Of the world as it should be, or was

While I sift through silence

My heart spinning tunes

Hearing music and humming along

For the sake of this instant

For the sake of this bubble

For the sake of life's own precious song

A white, cozy blanket

Has covered the world

And taken me under its wing

There's no better tribute

To give for this shielding

Than to join in the chorus and sing.