The Little Bubbles by Martha Mortez

The Little Bubbles

by Martha Moretz

The tiny candle burned slowly,

a piece of blackening twine imprisoned by

a swirling green mass.

disappearing calmly into a wavering golden

something of energy,

creating warmth as the wax became a clear,

green bubble

boiling with littler bubbles,

struggling, fighting to be released of a

future of nonexistence,

a storm within the quiet resignation to fate,

refusing to accept the decisiveness of

their destination,

but unable to conquer.