Dancing Adairs

Behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel, Flitting out of the shadow into the spotlight, And into the shadow again, without a whisper!— Firefly’s my name, I am evanescent.   Firefly’s your name. You are evanescent.   But I follow you as remorselessly as darkness,   And shut you in and enclose you, at last, and always,   Till you are lost, as a voice is lost in silence. Till I am lost, as a voice is lost in silence…. Are you the one who would close so cool about me? My fire sheds into and through you and beyond you: How can your fingers hold me? I am elusive.   How can my fingers hold you? You are elusive?   Yes, you are flame; but I surround and love you,   Always extend beyond you, cool, eternal,   To take you into my heart’s great void of silence. You shut me into your heart’s great void of silence…. O sweet and soothing end for a life of whirling! Now I am still, whose life was mazed with motion. Now I sink into you, for love of sleep.