I wanted to cleanse myself of life's dirt, slime, ooze, filth and funk.
I needed to rid myself of its muck, mire, contamination, contagions and lies.
As I was taking a shower, I grabbed a bottle of body wash.
I must have squeezed it a bit.
As I lifted it up to dispense some healing salve, a tiny bubble was born.
The perfect combination of water, soap and air.
It did not worry and it did not care.
At first it floated serenely upward in front of me.
Then suddenly, it changed course and moved away at a quickened pace.
It was so clean and pure that it reflected the light magnificently, churning beautiful colors like a prism of earth's soul.
It had no sin and it had no trouble.
Oh how I long to be ...
that body wash bubble ...