Firefly

Something as remarkable as this isn't mine. This belongs to someone I cannot really describe, other than spectacular. Thank you. Her site

For a firefly caught up in a jar-
A grimy jelly jar with a screw top lid
Twisted shut forever by some idealistic kid

For a firefly with bright light fading fast
Whose blaze ebbs in and out like the heaving of a dying man's breast
Exhausted by the process of eternal rest

For a firefly who's tried and tried and tried
Who's thrown herself so many times against her walls of glass
and rehashed the painful bruises she already has

For a firefly who's tired and alone
How hungry, hurt, and held at bay. watching from within the free flies flirt with breezes at the close of the day.

For that firefly who cannot see the screw top open.
-who cannot hear the tight seal pop.
-who cannot feel the outside breeze rush in
-Or bid the bitter trembling stop.
For the firefly who, though she's released,
-is sick of flying, sick of bleeding, sick of hope.
-who's now glazed over, desperate in her last attempts to cope.

Remove her with out her, retore her within.
reunite her with the heart that loves to fly and burn and dance upon the evening wind.