These bubbles, so many, bounced into the yard today. Billions of bubbles. Okay, that is an exaggeration. Lots of bubbles, floated and tumbled and landed and glistened. Ethereal, celestial, intangible, and transcendent. Almost transparent. Rimmed with a rainbow. Gentle. Gently. Wafting. Up and down. Listening to the breeze. Unaffected by gravity. Frivolity but more than. I was amazed. I felt unsure. They came. They went. The morning doves cooed.