Monday, June 13, 2022

A Light In The Dark

      They were in the back yard Saturday night: fireflies.

      One hovering, flashing.  Blink....blink.... Nothing.

      Another was running a zigzag search pattern across the yard.  I could almost predict where he'd light up next, blink....and then about a yard away, blink, and another, and then turn back at an angle, and blink again.  He got a couple of takers, a quick blip near the raised planter, a faint flash near the trash cans, but he kept on running his pattern, looking for The One.

      I left them to it, lonely beacons in the night, seeking, sometimes finding, always trying.

1 comment:

Jeffrey B Smith said...

Don't know how to say apropos in Japanese, but this seems apropos