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Fireflies On A Moonless Night
Fireflies on a moonless night,
Neath the canopy of trees.
Tiny lanterns all in flight,
Carried on the evening breeze.
Like pixies and fairies, in a world of dreams,
Flying in their magic realm.
Perpetuating their magical schemes,
Your earthly senses overwhelm.
I could just sit and watch all night,
The fireflies in the air.
Underneath the stars so bright,
Till early light, without a care.
. when i was a young boy growing up in rural illinois, the summers evenings were often peppered with the flashes of fireflies. i chased them, i caught them, i saved them, i let them go, i made jewelry with them- rings, bracelets, necklaces- and connected to a higher power with them. their tiny lights assuring me that there is power beyond my understanding.
i don't necessarily play with fireflies in my life now. but i still believe in their magic. and my boyhood friendship with these fairy-like creatures paved the way for me to have a spiritual program today. and that spiritual life continues to bring light into the darkness of my being today.