Mysterious sparks beckoned in the night
Heavy on feet, not in a graceful dance
Swooped greedily with open hands
A wonderful sight fireflies make
Yet on my hand puny insect
Unblinking lays, brownish
Insignificant like winged
Termite or a giant ant
Snuffed out magic
By ignorance
Let loose
Deeper
Into
The
Night
Glitters
Again my
Reticent friend
Taught good manners
How to wait to comprehend
Not to catch in foolish admiration
Wait from afar, seek appointment if
Convenient, not to talk aloud as to distract
Slow flowing motions, a whisper light as wings
Wish for that exact moment of outpouring of grace
We all glitter in freedom but we diminish in confinement
This is the gist of the lesson I learned from the firefly: We all glitter in freedom but we diminish in confinement. Oftentimes, we feel that someone should love us for who we think we are, but he does not know that yet. Forcing things could only end in despair - the bluntness will remove the spark. We need to treat a desired person as courting a firefly to sparkle for us - coaching, not coercing - in a graceful dance and with the lightest of whisper. Every human relationship should also be treated this way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you impose your will on another person, you are demeaning him; he becomes a nonperson. Even a firefly would know how to escape such captivity by being less of its former self. This poem teaches survival to humans.