Scrying

I remember a time
when the power cut out
& suddenly noticing
how many fireflies
sparkled that night

I thought, breathing summer in &
so content,
each firefly, like us, has
its own message
they only flicker to their rhythm
in their time, at their pace

In that moment, briefly perceiving
a little… precisely how
a higher power
could make sense
of us

–LM

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