Words-
they pour,
at times
shine bright;
mysteriously
they become invisible,
like the cracks
they turn dry ..
Some times
they sleep
underground
growing roots;
while other side
in one blow
they uproot.
Their presence
like air -
exists
yet untouchable -
are free
or confined
inside the bubble?
26 letters
and the world spins,
changing seasons
in a blink..