The Wings of Bubbles

They spread their wings flying cautiously
Letting their delicate bodies soar
Bobbing up and down in the air
Always careful not to fall.
Rainbow feathers color them
As the golden light steps onto their soft backs
Slowly they swoop down to the ground
Leaving only a little pop
To fill the motionless air.
While survivors continue their long trek
Floating to the other side of the world.

 

Heidi Holzbauer
© April 2003

Midi: "52nd Street NY"
(MIDIBOX)

Graphic: "Bubbles"
(dynotech.com)