Soap bubbles
hovering on a whisper
before the open window
find themselves
reflected in hanging crystal's facets
forming rainbows
as it twists and turns.
A searing flash of gold
as sunlight's intensified
trapped it seems
inside the clarity
signaling intent
to escape
and bathe the world in brightness.
Attracted to the movement
the bubbles kiss their mirrored selves
in narcissistic innocence
surface tension broken
they return to water
and unknown chemicals
just another wet spot.