I found myself knee-deep in whispering grass
and at the center of a firefly vortex.
Distant drums thumped
and punched
and pounded
a slow,
steady,
hypnotic
rhythm.
A crow cawed.
The Snark clapped.
God smiled.
And the moment rolled on
and on
and on,
like an amber marble
across a frozen lake.
Until finally,
in a way that I still can't explain,
the morning snuck up on me
– and swallowed me whole...
and at the center of a firefly vortex.
Distant drums thumped
and punched
and pounded
a slow,
steady,
hypnotic
rhythm.
A crow cawed.
The Snark clapped.
God smiled.
And the moment rolled on
and on
and on,
like an amber marble
across a frozen lake.
Until finally,
in a way that I still can't explain,
the morning snuck up on me
– and swallowed me whole...
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