A hope for light from stars too distant to yet touch down on earth. A firefly trying its best to illuminate rooms as dark as pitch. The center of gravity: the cause for grounding: removed remainders floating free. Tangent to a rounded path: flying off in some direction: collision course unsettling. Days or nights untold unending in a darkness colored dim. The ups the downs the highs or lows learning to sink trying to swim. A warmth unknown to generations up and coming: a unifying force turned shared tragedy. Come together to stand by fire? No: we’ll kill each other first; we’d rather freeze.