Friday, May 1, 2015

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.

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