A CONTEMPLATION

Have you ever thought about what the fireflies are whispering before taking their candles to the sun?
While dusky purple forest wings are nestling to settle before the night comes.
Have you ever heard the whisperings of theirs
Among the blades of grass?
I am sure you did hear with your attentive ear,
At that dreadful moment when the soul shimmers with reverence before nature`s infinite mystery,
When the universe undisturbed hums to sleep with its endless tune, the spheres.
All the while lending its ear to the Fireflies whisperings.

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