Fireflies

It was a warm night in June.  The air was starting to chill and the woods were beginning to darken.  I was meeting Carmen; she was tall and elegant with hair the color of flames. 

   We met halfway between here and there, at the crossroads in the center of the woods, there was no one around.  Benches lined an incline close to the road; trees blocked the traffic making the area surrounding us seem like nowhere.  We had gone into the woods to get high and look at Fire Flies.  We lit our joints and waited. 

​After our third drag, We spotted a Firefly  then came another and another one. This wasn't enough for us, we were there to experience nature, we needed more. 

     Carmen and I wanted to see the sky light up, like stars in an empty field.  We decided that the only way to make this possible was singing to the fire flies.  We thought maybe if we asked them to appear, they would reveal a light so special that the two people earning so much to see them, would stare in disbelief.  We started singing, and we sang whatever came to mind. We spoke to the Fireflies, letting them know how beautiful they were and how lucky we felt to be exposed to their light.  We beckoned the Fireflies upon us, hoping we would have the pleasure of seeing them shine.  The trees gradually began to fill with light; we stood up and turned in circles watching the Fireflies swooping in around us; They were beautiful.  

     We sat down on the benches to smoke the rest of our joints and to view the rest of our private showing. A Firefly flew up to me,  and I thanked him, for showing himself to us, and thanked him for being so beautiful.   

    We had spoken to  them and they had answered.  Carmen and I thanked the powers that be that night.  We showed gratitude for the  sweet grass we inhaled,  for the warm spring night on the brink of Summer, and we thanked them for their beautiful creation of Fireflies.   Natures way of lighting mimicking the night sky.  The Fireflies lit our way through the woods.  They showed us the way home, and they disappeared. 

​Weeks later Carmen and I returned with friends, determined to recreate that spectacular night.  There were five of us,  But the fireflies didn’t show.  Carmen and I knew we were special, the fireflies had chosen us and we were able to experience that moment that would stay with us for a lifetime.

~Kandi Kirk