Tritina 2 about bubbly success in the grass

I was lying in the grass

Thinking how to lie about the bubbles

That popped up instead of success

It was not really about success

I thought idly in the grass

But about the fluffy bubbles

The secret lies in the art of blowing bubbles

And that defines my success

As the sparkling ability to lie idly in the grass

As I blow the bubbles of success, the grass reveals its utterly indifferent nature.