You sit in darkness and wish for light.
You could move, you could fight.
Life has found you in this night.
You've lost your might, you've lost your bite.

You could still be
Exist in more than just this twilight
Yet still you stay in this endless night
She's blazing with life on the other side

Branches are reaching and grass is growing
Rivers are flowing
Buds are blooming
And yet you do not move

Are you the seed that never grew?
Are you the bud that never bloomed?
Are the leaf that fell too soon?
Are you the one who stands still
In a world that moves?

you my firefly,
sit perched on my
left finger.

why have you brought
with you the stars
to this humble earth?

you have the whole
sky for your luminous soul and yet
you rest your wings on me.

here you grace me, firefly,
to bring me the heavens.

light up my
heart,
and brighten the path
I follow.

I want to make something.
I want to matter.
I want to create something that will wow,
that'll take away the breath of those who see it.
I want them to feel,
to cry,
to question
the world around them.
But, if I put something up
and they laugh
or worse
ignore it, what then?
So I'll wait
and scabble
around my small skills
and look
for the perfect stone
to throw.
And never throw it.