Utopia and the Soap Bubble

Utopia and the Soap Bubble I blew lot many soap bubbles, wish it blows away all my troubles! Watching it floating and fluttering around, blowing itself when it touched the ground! One that touched a blade of grass, stood test of time in it's pass! I let my heart - go with each, and watched it go by to its reach! Some slithered its way and some with wind, once off me, never could find a way to mend! Wished they floated in 'utopian float', instead of being trapped in rote! Allegorical context - human life, drifting along, gratifying itself in rife! Will all floating and fluttering rid it of strife, give human his satiated flourish and thrive? In hope we are born and in it we die, intervening time, all we do is pry! When the man evolves - a human, feels one's own-self in all and all in one! Buries any such thought of yours and mine, we can see the wheels of life being Utopian! If all ups and downs are life's flavours; term it 'soap bubble endeavours'!