firefly

by Little Bear

The extraordinary stillness

of the quiet resounds,

A purple eclipse

by the moon;

she is spellbound

 

Tortured and scorned

but burning no more,

the gentle heart sways.

 

Has she been restored?

 

Gentle is the light

that illuminates the soul;

Yet, the school

it swam,

and beached themselves on-shore.

 

… so listen for the rhythm

of the quiet voice within

tortured and loose,

is the man who tries to fit in.

 

Swallow, shallow, dipping and diving

take flight now

follow your path,

to where your soul is guiding.

 

Little Bear x

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