Fireflies buzzing every which way-
But they never stop long enough for one
to catch them or enjoy their glimmer-
No, not today!
Oh, how I wish I could soar with the
fireflies for a short time, being an illuminating
and traveling ball of brilliant light---
Helping lost, disheartened souls achieve a
greater sense of well-being and self-contentment.
Above all, however, I've realized that I could never
dream of being a firefly that has no cares, concerns,
commitments-and most of all, o heart and soul
to take the chance for the happiness that comes
with human nature's unending, unconditional love...
Consider this: Instead, would the fragile innocence
of a delicately-painted butterfly take me far away
into the turquoise-infused skies of peace, serenity,
and clarity between the mind and soul?
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