Falling Stars and Fireflies

do you remember the time

when we watched the falling stars

streak across the blackened sky

and light up our dreams,

as we stood like little children

watching the magic of dancing fireflies?

and it seemed like as we saw some,

we saw more, and then some more,

not sure if our eyes were playing tricks;

but did that even matter?

for as they pierced through

the emptiness,

and burned themselves out,

we knew that in our dreams,

we had survived their fall.

Fireflies

hope.
faith.
love.
peace.
like fireflies
finding their way
on a new moon night,
a still heart leaps
even if for a moment,
to capture
a fleeting glow
in the dark.