I am a bubble
caught beneath the waves
chained by
entangling, choking weeds;
filled with indefinable Substance
holding the watery pressure back,
giving me form.
I know
if I trust in It,
the Substance will increase;
I will float upward
slowly
toward a glistening Surface
where I shall burst,
leaving feeble shell in watery depths.
I do not mourn that fate-
encasement falling back in droplets
while I at last
fly free.
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