glowing hearts

fireflies guide me to my fungal home
sporelings flourish in a phosphorescent field
they gleam and glimmer, bloom and blossom
here everything is what it seems.
moonlight shines upon our town
hidden from the suns brutal glare
but underneath these lunar rays
and past warm breaths of wind
in stillness we revel.
shimmering stars are mirrored in ponds
where salamanders frolic
and squid relish in dreams
none disturb their slumber
nor disrupt their ecstasy
forever shall they rest
free from burden
free from change
blissful in this field so strange.
and we shall slumber too
shrouded in mushrooms’ dreamy shade
our glowing hearts will heal
underneath these glowing skies.