What is this?
This bubble of life?
The bubble i've created?
This narrow existence called life
How is this healthy
When I cannot see
The larger world around me
The life that is meant be
What is my life
Not friends or relationships
My world is small
Not celebrated at all
What if I dissolve into the mists?
The mists of the spirit world so expanded and clear
My world is small yet with a hidden a view
The realm of spirit the unseen world
Speak and live in my world
My life is a bubble
Extraordinarily small
Will I be missed when my bubble dissolves
About the Creator
Donna Morgan
I am a lover of the mystical the magical and the spiritual.
I write to help others awaken to their awareness of self by interpreting feelings or deeper insights others may not know how to voice
I love to write it is my soul's work.
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