Soap Bubbles

Floating in the air,
They come near me,
Telling a different story
Of a faraway land.

Showing off their colours,
They come near me,
Telling of how a myriad
Can live together.

Filling me with awe,
They come near me,
Telling something beautiful
In a simple tongue.

These are soap bubbles,
Nothing more.
Yet they seem more real
Than so much more.

Soap bubbles always intrigued me as a child. They continue to interest me even today as an adult, hence the poem.

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