The luminous, tiny stars of the land,

Shining bright, they obey their errand.

Bright they shine and disappear,

Resembling the night sky, without the bright yellow sphere.

Twinkling in a warm, summer night,

Fascinating the sight,

They make us chase them,

And get lost, in the mesmerizing yellow light.

Glowing in a night, so beautifully.

Look at them dazzling,

Making the night glittery,

Beaming and dwindling.

Never will this light get lost,

Never will the the darkness dominate.

This might be true, but

This isn't what the fireflies illustrate.

Be patient and wait

it says, never let your hope get lost.

Because love can arise from hate,

And best can come out of worst.