I have never seen a firefly
in Real life,
but I know
I would want to trap it
in a Ball glass jar
shrink its Universe
clutched in the palms of my Hands
convinced I was all there Was.
And I,
watching it like (a)
God
trapped in there,
until it dies
and the mystery is over,
the spark has gone out inside
so I let it Go.
What else could be done?
I lick my finger
circle it around the lip
and mimicking the sound made
of the world spinning around me
while blowing glass.
Composed 5/17/15.
Image By Kobayashi Kiyochika (Japan, 1847-1915) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
