Peace in a bubble

If we are grateful for a moment
a giant bubble of peace comes and surrounds our being
and then every so often we allow ourselves to smash it
just because of life's small imperfections.


I wrote a small poem around this thought:

Peace in a bubble 

If you manage to be grateful for a moment or two
a giant bubble of peace starts to envelop you
But then more often than ever should be,
for small imperfections or a bit of ennui
we smash the peace, turn it into nought
with bouts of anger and negative thought. 

Aufie Zophy