Like Little Fireflies (From, Occasional Songs)

Like little fireflies, We come and we go; All is in a disguise, With the air will glow. Longing for flying high, Where dreams are free; Going through the sky, Just to be and be! All rainbows are there, In the wings of air; Golden threads to wear, Nothing to compare. Summer's morning fly, Every place to see; Winter comes - goodbye, With its fortuity. Like little fireflies, We have life to live; Earthly wings to rise, In colors they give. Morning is bright new, Dreaming on and on; Dawn's untouched dew, For the glow is gone. All rainbows are there, In the wings of air; Golden threads to wear, Nothing to compare. - With spiring wings true, You will see the sun! Before day is through, In hoary coloration.