Poetry – Living in a bubble

 

Living in a bubble

 

Living in a bubble

On top of a wave

About to crash

On a foreign beach.

 

Wondering my fate.

To be burst?

Or washed up?

To be blown

 

By an unfamiliar wind

Across new lands,

As yet uncharted,

And come to rest?

 

To shine in the sun

A myriad of hues,

Bringing great joy,

Or disintegrate in droplets?

 

Opher 28.3.2020