Life’s tides strain at seams…
Yet;
A million fluorescent dreams
refuse to die.
Aweless of fleeting Time,
Of waylaying eddies
In quicksand chasms;
A million fluorescent dreams
Convulse and multiply.
Birth tiny mosaics of rainbow hues,
multitude clones in happy ooze;
A million fluorescent dreams
do Death defy.
In vengeance reproduce…
Prolific dancing waves, in waiting lie;
a million fluorescent dreams-
Firefly Life’s fire flies
that mean to touch the skies
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