Ah! Firefly!

The night seemed unusually calm
And I tossed,
And turned-
Sleepless.

Walked out, onto the terrace-
A night time stroll
Lazy, I eyed the sky-
Starless.

Velvety black,
The stretch of infinity
Appealing.

Cross legged I sat,
Looking over at the horizon,
A picture, I drew-
Dreamily
At the dead of night.

A twinkle far across,
I did see-
Alluring,
Its glow seemed to grow
Brighter-
Semblance,
Of incandescence.

The spot, gained its girth-
A hollow encompassed.
It moved-
Further in,
Towards
My eternity.

The refulgence nascent,
Now gestating-
A flutter,
Random swishes
Of a winged descend.

Ah! firefly,
Nocturnal beauty,
It radiated at a distance-
Smiling,
I went back-
To dip away,
Into deep slumber.

Warmth unusual,
My body responded-
Yet,
I bind my eyes shut,
Oblivious-
Asleep like a log.

Mornin', the sun peeked in,
Forcing my eyes open-
Sitting up,
I smelled the air-
Pungent,
Acrid-
Burnt dreams,
Did I smell?

I walked over,
To pick the newspaper. Damp.
(Had it rained, finally?)

And my eyes struck the light out-
As it read
"Airplane crashes, kills hundreds"

Burnt flesh, not dreams-
I looked at my fingers slender-
Trembling.

Ah! Firefly-
I realize.
As the odour of flesh,
Burnt me,
All over.