Their Story // a firefly poem

(I'm getting a teensy bit better at making graphics, yes?)

the words 

they just come 

late at night

early morning 

the in-between

they come

they're here

the words 

flow

the story is 

being told 

this 

this is it

this is the way 

my writing 

is meant 

to be done 

the story

is alive

the characters 

growing 

breathing 

telling their story

through my fingers 

because it is

it's their story

and they've shared it

with me

so that I 

can at least try

to share it 

with the world 

and to that 

I say

Soli Deo Gloria. 

-- written September 26th, 4:00 to 4:15 pm