Big Big Bubbles

Welcome to the meadow.

don’t be taken aback,

For it’s not a place of green grass,

mountains and clear sky,

not a perfect landscape painting.

Its a bubble within a bubble,

A new one forms as the former burst out.

Different coloured rings surround you 

in a way that you think that they all are connected.

But, don’t you abase your eyes

because everyone misunderstands blue and yellow layers

For a thick green.

Look! there is me,

sitting in my own big bubble

figuring out life while I type this,

abashed, overjoyed, dumb

-all at the same time.

Welcome to the meadow.

I say to myself

and that does all the required abatement