Life is like a water bubble
Made up of the stuff it’s not
Always moving, feeling, pushing 
Reaching, thoughtless, for some top 

Edges are the only objects 
Borders shaped by inner forces 
Motion brought by friendly others 
Pulls, they feel like, from above 

Life is like a water bubble 
Made up of the stuff it’s not
All illusion, dreamed up trouble 
Here inside some boiling pot 

Then it’s freedom, flying, rising, 
Friends and neighbors left behind 
Air above, the edges dying,
All alike in a drifting sky


-  JW Marsh