Inspired by Zebadri: Worlds Between Worlds

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I saw the best bubbles of childhood drifting through the evening sun,

small prophets balanced on an ancient branch above the gold river of time,

breathing whole civilizations from soap and breath—

floating cities, blue forests, impossible ships, painted skies,

each sphere carrying another dream inside another dream.

The lake burned with the slow fire of eternity.

The children laughed.

And for one impossible moment

the universe forgot its machinery

and became a tree,

a sunset,

and two souls

sending worlds into the air.