Foam circles on the water  
A dance of millions
Bubbles joined by surface tension
Jostling in a swirl and eddy
Expanding into glittering existence
Popping into nothingness
They seem to know not what they do

From our point of view
Picturesque
Reflections of trees and sky
Light-bending ripples
Scintillating sparkles
Please and calm the eye
As the rush of water soothes the ear

For them, shoved by irresistible forces
In unforeseen directions
Blinded by constant collisions
Deafened by the roar of existence
While life and death writhe and spit
Those nearby one moment
Gone the next

Wow
It must be hard
To be a bubble

-- Tom Rubenoff