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Fireflies


As I rest upon the branches thick 

My eyes searching the dark.

I'm waiting waiting waiting,

I'm waiting for a spark.

As the world grows dim 

My fire lights

And I'm no longer alone.

I share my light

my fire bright

To spread to those untold

I finished waiting for the spark 

And now my fire dims.

So I lay the eggs 

Sheltered from the wind

They are patiently waiting

To love their cold flame, too.

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Amber Mahogany

May the sun shine on you face and the wind blow to you back, brother

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