Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Fireflies

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Fireflies dancing in the cool downpour,
Are lightning over the sea,
Lighthouses near the moor,
Look like bugs to you and me.

Fireflies seem tiny in a consuming sky,
While we search empty caves,
Extinguish our own flames,
Fireflies never ask, why?

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3 comments:

Amy Lizzy said...

I like how you bring up a different perspective and invite me to think about something like fireflies in a new way.

Joyce Steelman said...

I agree with Amy Lizzy. I like your use of perspective. It's perspective that adds mystery to life.

I also appreciate the final thought. Living in the moment is so very difficult, but to live looking for answers from the past is as useless as wandering in our personal caves.

Answers are to be found in the Light.

Anonymous said...

Hello girls,
here is a mystery of fireflies... it relaxed me to write few things.

Well there is a company that makes amazing products here in the US, and it is called Enchanted Fireflies, www.enchantedfireflies.com

We ordered one, then we saw it twinkling, fading and all, then we ordered 3 more, what a display. Check the site, I do love them.
Pat