there's a firefly in my bedroom
it flew in through the window
with its glowing tail abloom

20 stories up
from the backyard down below
200 feet of modern distance
with its lightning tail aglow

(that it's here at all)
flashing in the humid heat
(that it's here at all)
is a miraculous conceit
(that it's here at all)
a spark that still persists
betwixt his wings
the holy god exists