By Makenna Adams
A tunnel of light escapes the jar
Inside sits a firefly, glowing like a star
Jar in hand, I chase a second into the lake
Warm waves of water wash up while I wade
They’re on a highway, moving with great speed
It’s the Indy 500, and they’re racing through the reeds
Success! I catch it and splash to the shore
I celebrate and peer down into the jar
Little bugs glitter as I make the vessel turn
Casting a kaleidoscope of pretty patterns
The night sky is lit bright
With their glimmering light
I laugh as one lands on my tongue, on my ear
Their violin-like buzz is all that I hear
I watch in awe as their little lights blink
Irregular, incredible, imperfectly in synch
If I ever again
See those dancing dots of ember
Tranquil nights with fireflies
I will remember