Firefly

In the dark of the night,

while the moon hides 

behind the clouds,

I chase the fireflies

with my jar held tight

within my grasp.

I stretched my arm 
far and  wide

yet it wasn't enough

to catch even a 
single firefly

to light my jar.

Surrendering to defeat,

I sink down to my knees

and let the firefly jar

roll out of my hands

and onto the grass 
underneath my feet.

Then one by one,

they began to appear 
behind the trees

and danced their way

towards me.