Bubbles

Bubbles

Simple things please simple minds
it's a simple fact of life
but simple things please troubled minds
bubbles
rather than the sight
the reflective colour
the simple symmetry
it's the action I find comforting
the endless stream of bubbles
flying in front of my face
for a split second for every bubble
I forget everything
every reason for a sad thought
every reason I frown or cry
and in every bubble I see you
the one thing that comes with nothing bad
the one thing that hasn't gone wrong
that won't go wrong
captured in simple bubbles

r.l.w 2001