FIREFLY

Cold... I was on a dreary night,

Impatient underneath a desperate Plight.

Agony and tussle and the Milky Fog,

Surrounded me As I broke the Sandclock.

I crawled, I squirmed and held Tight,

To a sacred twig in Sight.

There I learned from an enchanted tree,

We are bound only to be free.

Wildly, I took my first flight,

Inside me grew a gentle light,

Heard a voice in the wondrous sky,

“Look! A fearless Firefly".

~ Brewstatic