Fireflies

Jesus lying in his mother’s arms

Is a photon released from a dying star

We move through the forest at night

The sky is full of momentary light

And everything we need is just too far

We are photons released from a dying star

We are fireflies a child has trapped in a jar

And everything is distant as the stars

I am here and you are where you are

We have lived a long time here in the forest

We lie beneath the heaps of leaves

We are partial to this partial light

We cannot sleep and fear our dreams

There is no order here, nothing can be planned

We are fireflies trapped in a little boy’s hand

And everything is distant as the stars

I am here and you are where you are

And we lie among our atoms and I speak to you of things

And hope sometimes that maybe you will understand

There is no order here and there is no middle ground

Nothing can be predicted and nothing can be planned

A star is just a memory of a star

We are fireflies pulsing dimly in the dark

We are here and you are where you are

We are here and you are where you are