Fireflies

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An early morning light
Seeps through thinly drawn veils

The light of Dawn
Pushing back the shadows of the night before

And hanging in the air
Are a million specks of dust

They are illuminated by the light
And transformed
Into twinkling fireflies, floating

Alone these fireflies
As they fall gently to the ground

But worry not
Because for every firefly that greets the floor

Another has already taken its place.





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