Shadow of the Butterfly Posted May 13, 2003 Report Posted May 13, 2003 Don't reach for the fireflies Don't reach for the fireflies Their lights are deceiving Flashing Tripping Weaving Don't reach for the fireflies Look towards the harvest moon Full and orange in the velvety blackness Haunting in its serene majesty O, how to touch the moon To gather up the folds of the night and tuck it away in my pocket The fireflies! The fireflies! Gather up the bits of moon they are Capture them in a net of silken spider webs Sail up to the moon, touching the velvet of night I trace my fingers in circles through the fog My hands come away with moon glitter I ascend further to alight upon the object of my affection And look down to see the jewel of the earth "Ah, how beautiful!" O, how to touch the world? To gather it up in my pocket and float happily through space O Earth, O Moon, you are mine
Amos Greywind Posted May 13, 2003 Report Posted May 13, 2003 wow... yet another fantastic work, I enjoy the imagery. Amos
Peredhil Posted May 13, 2003 Report Posted May 13, 2003 When I read this, I hear in it my mind as a song. Something like 'six pence none the richer' would sing sorta thing (that's a good thing in my book). I wish I could write the music and send it to you, but it's too quiet to reach the surface. Enjoyable read!
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