Bubbles from the depth
Far is the way of the deep bubbles, which from ancient spring, rise in heavy darkness. And when they reach a bit of light they greet it with a blue and greenish glow.
Then it is time for a sacred trembling dance, where as tiny angels they go on to rise. And at a rock or water flower they linger briefly, to lose themselves then in the open air.
Peaceful is the bubbles way, who, when rising reach first light, and by their magic shine become a tiny angel's army. So it might also do the picture, still unknown dark cellar, but rising now, becoming seen. For sale in an online-gallery.