A Firefly’s Escape

Yet, revisions within,
Claim the wisdom,
Out speak the truth,
And discredit inner beliefs.

 All ,
Leaving no more
Than a breath’s residue
To heat
The disheartened soul.

The body,
Numb with despair
Raises fair stares,
Upon the dew on the grass
That plays with the heart,
And with a small shine
Pronounces, all is fine.

Then and there,
Blissfully happy,
With the attained lies,
Life takes flight,
Into the peace like stage
Of roaming mysteries,
Forgetting what one has done.