The man was sentenced to death
jury was agreed and the magistrate already signed.
He was an innocent criminal and a scapegoat
but no options.
The true criminal with the Lords
and the Law is imbalanced.
One night in the prison cell
he saw a fire-fly like an ambulance
and he scribbled on the wall.
'Tomorrow morning a prince comes
to take me away, a better world,
my little fire-fly you try to show me the way
and I see that real world from your faint light.
Thank you so much my dear
now only I realized that I was in the total darkness
beneath the sun and moon.'
Welcome to our world my dear friend Denis.Joe
I feel that I should be able to grasp this one, but don't.I love the wording and the way it all fits together but the message may be just out of my reach at the moment.Could you enlighten me please.Love Duncan
Eloquently and beautifully written, Praise for a poem of spiritual insight.The dream does not die even in the midst of ignorance and darkness. Kindest regards, Sandra
I see you have deleted my comment. I like your raw material and feel it deserves clearer treatment. By 'not English' I mean, not only textbook grammar and construction, but also a slight tendency to jumble. For instance (please forgive my temerity!) , this one could be greatly simplified, somewhat as follows: The condemned man One night in the prison cell, seeing a fire-fly like an ambulance, he scribbled on the wall: Before tomorrow morning comes, my little fire-fly, to extinguish even the darkness beneath moon and stars, I am seeing the world with your faint light.
‘…now only I realized that I was in the total darkness // beneath the sun and moon.'…’ Wonderful paradox…darkness of eye or heart? …enjoyed but requires pondering…is it injustice? TEN Ms. Nivedita UK
Still thinking about this! Seeing a fire-fly one night in his prison cell, he scribbled on the wall: 'Before tomorrow comes to extinguish even the darkness around the moon and stars, I see the world by your faint light.'
As i get older i see things i missed on my way through life, not that thay was not there i just did not have the time to look.And this man had just found the time.Take care Roy.
Why is it that when our life is threatened we can see what life is worth and really is about A painfully beautiful poem The fire-fly knows what we are too blind to see...Wishing you a day full of joy-Pia
Or even (I am still thinking about this - forgive me) : One night in the prison cell, seeing a fire-fly like an ambulance, he scribbled on the wall: Before tomorrow comes to extinguish even the darkness around moon and stars, I am seeing the world with your faint light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I believe this poem is something like the one I wrote about a prisoners dream. 'So far away' Will you read that one and let me know if they have a similar meaning?