by Steve Tanham
Once there was an ocean
A bright blue ocean
That shone shimmering gold
As its waves crested and fell
And the bubbles danced with joy
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Then a bubble grew bigger
And gathered other big bubbles
We’re not bubbles they cried
We’re a cluster of bubbles
And they rose to the top of the waves
And flew off into the bright sky
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Higher thy flew
Towards the burning sun
Which turned them to steam
Which cooled
And they fell and fell
Landing on the single bubbles
Who were dancing below
Together
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It’s good to be a part
Of something
It’s better still
To belong
To something
Real
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©Stephen Tanham
Sun in Gemini 
A gorgeous poem, Steve.
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Thank you, Robbie – you’re good for my day! 😎
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Lovely, Steve ❤
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Thank you, Aletha – and for the reblog 😎
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My pleasure 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Light Behind the Story and commented:
Steve’s poem ties perfectly with the post from Positive Side of the Coin:
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Thank you 😎
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Reblogged this on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo.
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Thank you Sue x
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🙂
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Reblogged this on Campbells World and commented:
Wonderful!
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Thank you, Patty 😎
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Loved the poem and the emotion of it as well. It is wonderful to feel we are part of a tribe of of something similar to what we are as human beings. Thank you kindly.
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That poem had many levels, Anne!
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I believe it, Steve. I wrote one too the other day after I was meditating for awhile.
I looked out into the endless sky that met with the sea
And wondered if perhaps the sky
Might have swallowed the sea,
Or perhaps the Sea was devouring the sky.
And I wondered what the navigators of ships of old
Must have thought as they witnessed
This incredible sight.
Did they fear closing on the horizon only to find
It expanding beyond their imagination?
Did they begin to question where daylight began and night fell?
Did they wonder
About the birds above?
Were they falling from the ocean?
Happy Autumn for you and yours!
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Thank you, Anne. That’s beautiful and profound. We need to place ourselves in such spaces and get ‘lost’. I was up with the dog at four in the morning last week and got lost staring at the beautiful stars in the bowl of the heavens…
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And happy Autumn to you and all your loved ones x
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