Waiting for fireflies

By Lydia Manx

So much flows over the earth
Signs of death
Joys of rebirth
The moon shines full
down on us all
At dusk I wait
for fireflies

Specks of life caress the night
Disneyland of nature
Hopeful little light
Immortal for a moment
Brief glimpses afforded
At dusk I wait
for fireflies

My humanness insignificant now I see
While I perch
Lost within me
Traces of past nature
Battle my soul unfree
At dusk I wait
for fireflies

Tears clench so deep painfully inside
Run down my face
As I decide
How to live life
Come please gentle spring
At dusk I wait
for
fireflies

12 April 1998
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