this lightening bug landed
on my arm while
i was driving.
not only did the dumb thing
scare me half to death,
but it suddenly decided it did not
want to leave me alone in the car.
so this lightening bug
sat there, on my arm,
blinking its rear end,
doing the only things it knew how to do.
the winding country road
passed through wheat fields
in the dark
speckled by mother natures fireworks.
with hazards flashing behind me,
i got out of my car
and stood there.
my lightening bug flew
into the field and i watched it
contently blink into the
shimmering landscape in front of me,
and turning the key of my ford
i wondered for a moment
if the landscape that
i contently melt into is as
breathtakingly stunning
as my lightening bug's
from the outside looking in.