Insomnia

Written by: Ashley Lowery

At three in the morning, I lie
awake staring out my window. 

Hundreds of fireflies illuminate
the sapphire darkness of night.

Tiny blinking beacons, they 
guide my thoughts outward,

away from the turbulence of
sleeplessness.

I marvel at God's ingenuity
and picture Edison (inspired

by nature) perfecting the first
practical light bulb.

Having not the inner workings
of genius, I drift off to sleep.