Firefly

Barren Landscape, parched of Rain...
Dusty whirlwind, blows across its wake.
Cold Black Night renders futile...
Every attempt of a tired eye at sight.

Tiny Light, the only reference point...
Unhurried, Unfocused, jumping mile to mile.
Stumbling Chase across the night...
Trying to capture that stubborn werelight.

Eternally...out of reach,
Seeming Abyss, he cannot hope to breach.
She sways around in a radiant light...
Looks back, a playful smile.

Lost and Forlon, he stares back...
To his own fate, he has reconciled.
Over the abyss, dives a burning match...
His Firefly, he'll never catch