Swirling in oily rainbowing movement
the bubble traps time, wraps beauty around
eternity and vibrates in fluidity.
In cell of restraint a soapy space-jailor
encases creativity with fragile layer outside
making globular skin for a while.
Look and see tightly fit momentarily
to tiny sphere is delightful potential caught
like a universe in its womb.
Hues stand still and breathless they
wait as entombed scenic impressions paint
a glassy see-through world.
Then it bursts and lets fall what was
first indescribable now disappeared yet in
the mind bubble-wonder survives.
