Hop as light...

Wednesday, April 19, 2006
I was tired tonight. I sat out in the backyard. I saw lightening bugs. I watched them dance in the grass and in low tree limbs. It made me think of A Midsummer Nights Dream...

Through the house give gathering light,
By the dead and drowsy fire:
Every elf and fairy sprite
Hop as light as bird from brier;
And this ditty, after me,
Sing, and dance it trippingly.

There is something quieting, something reassuring, in those dancing lights. They produce a lulling melody without notes.