Fireflies

 The firefly makes itself known for an instant to those who have eyes. Then in a moment, the opportunity to see is lost, possibly forever. One never knows.

How many flashes will present themselves whilst you yet can see? How many flashes will you notice? How many of those that are noticed will also find you ready and capable to seize the beauty of it all?

Love is like that. It appears for a moment. Then it appears again...or maybe not. Others may tell you what they saw. What beauty they seized. Though it is like recounting a delicious feast to another. Salivate as they may, they can only wait for the next invitation. Or maybe not. One never knows.

They may become bitter in their waiting or numb beyond disappointment. Their eyes and hearts closed forever. Choose to be open and ready for what might appear in a moment. Then again...maybe not.

Take your chance. Take your chances.