by Lucia Lemieux
I was once accused of being a firefly.
We used to catch them in a jar and watch
as they illuminated the dark shoreline of the lake.
I always hated that; something so extraordinary
should never be contained.
C’mon, put the lid on them chided my cousins,
but I never could; instead,
I would cover the jar with my hand
So they could still breathe.
My sister said I was probably a firefly
in a previous life.
But fireflies or lightning bugs
are neither flies nor bugs.
They are homely looking
beetles by day,
with hard black forewings
a red head, and two long antennae.
At night they become fairies,
flying and flashing about in a
a mating dance, creatures that are the most
efficient light producers in the world.
Science has discovered that humans glow—
We emit light that is one thousand times less
visible than our eyes can detect.
light caused by free radicals, both good and harmful.
Aging is the gradual accumulation of free radicals.
The older we get, the more we glow.
Perhaps we are like fireflies after all,
bioluminescent— and the light we see as we pass
is our own light, beaming, right in front of us.