Firefly Magic – Patsy Coverdale


Rainforest hides its lights on humid nights

As we reside where jungles died.

My open window and my light entices fireflies in flight.

Their flashing nearly blinds me yet

They pass inside mosquito net.

For fairyland has sprung about my bed

Above my head. Transfixed I lie.

Suspended thus in starriness

Each silent floating living spark

Reclaims the magic of the dark.

My blinded eyes see fireflies

In bright moonbeams spilled on my dreams.

As one once blessed in sacred sight

Foreverness I caught tonight.


Copyright Patsy Coverdale 2013

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