Mango Trees and Fireflies


I Am

I am the mango trees

The breeze

The river that runs

Echoes of time

Only lived in a dream

I am the fireflies that dance

On soft summer skies

I am the hard vibrant sound

Of seventeen year cicadas

I am the twirling spin

Of seed pods escaped

Cascading down to a moist

Earth that wants to claim

All things for herself

To nurture and make grow

New mango trees


Judy Angelheart

Copyright and all rights reserved 2013

Inspiration from: The Firefly Letters by Margarita Engle a fictional account of the travels of Fredrika Brener, a suffragette. A fabulous read.



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