Labels:text | sphere | circle | violet | purple OCR: Ray-tracing - Voodoo Bubbles Aloft gliding on the soft They pass us by in our dreams currents of winds They ride towards nowhere Through them, all can be seen As a hazy-rounded crystal ball. Capturing sounds and images from all over along the way. UP, UP, up they go, distorting the midnight sun Burning like a bonfire on a They travel through time summer beach. Never gettin old. The empty halls of jails Over lakes, through branches A well -known street Past cities and below sun and sky But never setting foot on the They arrive, at a certain point. . ground. Destination! Though they meet They never get acquinted. Before they Pop! Poem - Cypher
