(4) Bubbles Coruscate

The breeze, oh so nice,

Birds singing the songs of harmony, dogs barking, maybe one cat, ha, Bless the cat lovers.

Clouds swaying, in motion, transition as if they where anything they wanted to be, morphing into there ways and out of the recent ways, a constant rate of change

Waves Crashing Hard emitting  the sands, pressing erosion, to all that comes into its flow, sometimes in a rushing rapid, or the dark floors of the nearest crowded and clustered forest-like area, it can stretch to reach.

Royal Shorelines,   Lingering polygonal unshaped and never will be shaped for more than 2.0 seconds, smoothly kisses the coast line like a True Soulmate,

A blaring sphere of plasma, ten thousands degrees Fahrenheit to the blasting touch, ha. Like you'd ever get close enough to know how hot the sun is. but you'll dance and play with fire, and are the most scared of getting burned?

A molecule of energy he concluded.

Very different beings we all are, on the coast, over looking her vast abyss. The Blues skies and walked ground by over a millennium of people,

Among that sandy mixture of energy in its deepest understand, rolling blue Vibes of more energy molecules, back and forth, back and forth of lingering waves, and in each one of those bubbles, deep down the the mystic ways of things, deep down in every wave of energy, or even the bubbles in the water if your mind has still kept it all that simple , you always will coruscate. Bubbles of glimmering light, to show you how special you are, or to guide you to who you really are.

For more generations to come and come,

and the process of life to be refreshed and gone through once more.

waves of generations, waves on the beach, the air waving through out the atmosphere,... just molecules, of energy, from start to Finish. Complete cycles of energy, day in, day out.  
We must strive, but always now that we Coruscate.