Lightning Bug Shine

gatlinberg lightning bug dance

Close your eyes to a dream.

Fireflies are frail. 

Put them in a jar, 

they won’t glow in the morning.

Appreciate moments; 

celebrate your life to a goal;

this is a map for future miracles.

Sweat, bloody elbows and bruises connect us.

Echo of shouting structure plays,

field lights shine through fog,

and black pebbles hitchhike in your shoes.

~

Share this flame,

dark days are tiny because

you know how to built a team.

Grateful to all.