Standing alone in a moment in time
The connectivity of molecules in front of me
Remind me of touch.
The stillness captures my sense of solitude,
While the eferecent bubbles arise my curiosity.
What if my creativity could creep through and
Scratch the surface enough to capture the scene.
The sense of balance restored gives me strength
The message is in the rhythm
The tension is in the atmosphere
The heart can sing again.