What is more fragile and ephemeral?
Lungs laugh lithe little worlds into light life
Hollow and shining, fleeting, temporal
Preserved by painting from bursting and strife
Representation by means of brush strokes
Makes what is most mortal last for all time
Frivolous folly and play it evokes
While displaying power strange and sublime
Imagination’s shifting dimensions
Elastic, transparent, soap bubble pure
Anything could live in these clear mansions
For entropy they supply a sweet cure
Centuries hence, eyes will see this bubble
It will abide, while we become rubble
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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