Fireflies

The spark that comes from their belly 
denies the darkness its dominion 
and reminds the rest of a shining world
how lonely the light really is.  

This light is brief in a darkness vast,
an echo of the quick flare of tiny 
planets and suns filled with the 
enveloping night between.
 
These bugs spend themselves and 
then go to the ground, leave the gloom.
Our eyes  take in this absence and find
hope in these hours darkness glowed.