To a Firefly
With blinding brilliance
you scar the sky
my brother firefly.
With artless grace
you trace your course
across the sky.
Dark gloom lights up with joy
as arching,
you dart by.
But sudden, the mystery descends
and lost from sight,
I sigh.
Where did you go
those moments darkness stole you
from my eye?
Was it heaven or hell
or other world
did draw you nigh?
God's mystery you are —
I dare not penetrate;
But gaze I will in wonder
at your earthless light that shatters night
But then is swallowed by
some love, perhaps?
dear brother firefly.
-- Brother John
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