Fireflies

Henry Clough-Leightner

 

 

When the purple evening shadows
Darken over grassy meadows
Settle down on dewy meadows
Where the daisies grow.

When the silent starts are brightening
Then like sparks of tiny lightening
Vivid sparks of harmless lightening,
Swarms of fireflies go.

In the dark entrancing, glancing,
As if living stars were dancing,
As if twinkling stars came dancing
Thousands of them there.

Every merry little fellow
Bears a lamp of greenish yellow
Soft and cool and bright and mellow,
Gleaming in the air.

 

 

This piece was performed on Octarium Salutes Nature, April 2006.