Written by: Ashley Lowery

The day has given and the night now wroughts
The turbulence of sleeplessness in sync.
In the sapphire darkness the fireflies blink,
Tiny flashing beacons that guide my thoughts.

I think of Edison and da Vinci,
How nature must have inspired them to dream.
What star cast upon them its shining beam
To bring forth such great ingenuity?

If I were to wish upon such a star,
Would it not be so inclined to bestow
Upon me the knowledge I need to know?
Knowledge to invent a new kind of car,

And set  the oil industry on its ears,
And change the world another hundred years.
I look to the stars and wonder why not?
I see the fireflies content in their lot.