Bubbles Poem by Sawmitra Roy
Bubbles
The loop dipped,
In the colloid.
A breath blown into it gently,
Bubbles bulge.
Colors on the surface rainbowing.
A moment of happiness.
A thing of beauty.
A joy forever.
And then vanishes.
Aren’t we bubbles blown by Him?
Living with colors on the surface
Rainbowing.
And then we too
Vanish.
More bubbles bulge,
More bubbles vanish.
Mere play for Him.
©Sawmitra Roy
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4/25/2024 12:10:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Philosophy of life unfolded in a wonderful manner and displaying gratitude and full faith in Him for allowing us to live in rainbow colors and before getting vanished. Thanks for sharing.10+ points.