A Firefly upon my Pillow

Last night I fell asleep with a firefly upon my pillow
Its Lilliputian beam flickering in a cadence to my breath
I recognized its portal
Into the dream worlds of mystical revery
My soul knows and basks within every night
To realign itself with infinities on
Journeys so profound I know them not upon waking
And I wonder……
If the faeries have transformed into fireflies
Or perhaps into stars.

moon lit purple flowers

 

 

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