i had a dream one summer solstice
that stars fell down from the sky
and when i woke
i saw the glow
of a thousand little fireflies.
i asked the moon why they descend
bringing every year sparks of heaven
she replied they came on demand, from
the sun, the stars, from her command.
she spoke of humans making wishes
for happiness and true love’s kisses
on stars that were too far away, to
hear anything they all had to say.
so the stars were sent in forms of flies
twinkling bright against the summer nights
sent out to quietly roam and listen
to capture wishes with every glisten.
and when the summer would sadly end,
they would float once more to heaven
then to the galaxy they would relay
wishes of those much too far away