Part 1
Truly lovely light fireflies in the night quiet and peaceful. What a bright light that fireflies at night. Tens or even hundreds of firefly’s light yellowish, greenish, bluish, or reddish like a small lamp flickering. No night is more beautiful without the accompaniment of light fireflies. Light has been lulled me in peaceful dreams.
I wanted to be a firefly. With a flaccid wing I would fly into the night sky. With a round body length, light brown, and black-headed, do not I look more manly in the evenings?
"Mom, I wanted to be a firefly," I said to the mother in one day.
"Why should fireflies?" She countered.
"Because the fireflies’ light is very beautiful. I want to light up the night."
"Of course, of course, dear. Beautiful glowing fireflies at night. Very beautiful. But are not you also shine? You are light for me. I can see it, because you have been enlightening my heart. Later, if you study hard, you will shine for the world. Not only a night, but also during the day."
“Really, Mom. I really wanted to be a firefly." Would not it be a firefly? I thought.
When night comes, after studying in meunasah (a small prayer place) I ran into a rice field. Not forget I brought Laila, my cousin, to watch the beautiful light of fireflies.
Another time the intention was ejected on the Laila, I wanted to be a firefly. With the light twinkle bring peace to mankind. He just laughed. Assume it was a joke.
"You do not believe, Laila? Someday I be incarnated fireflies."
"Impossible. You hearing fairy tales too much."
"I will prove it! Someday I'll be a firefly."
We ran along paddy fields. Joking with fireflies. I will not go home before Mom called us. It's easy to find us, because Mom always knew where I and Laila playing.
I am amazed by fireflies. The light that appeared was not just one reason for me. But soft glowing bodies were floating like objects floating on the ocean – look at the light that flew forming beautiful curves left an impression. Suddenly I felt peaceful to watch fireflies. My mind is always imaginary as if one of the hundreds of fireflies was me. Moving from one night to another night, juxtaposes a graceful a silhouette moonlight and stars of twinkling as they waited pinching dawn dew drops. Then I which has become a firefly that will entertain the village children so that all sorrow vanished from their faces.
Oh, God. Great hope this dream became clearer .... Because the intention was also increasingly thundered. I impatiently await the night. But mother always scolded me for having troubled her. While Laila's mother never scolded her.
You know what I do when I see the fireflies perched on grains of rice, and fireflies seducing a tree branch, I invite Laila singing:
Firefly, where to going / Twinkling beautiful / Sparkling, shining / Like the stars at night full
And,
Fireflies, flying here / Here the first stop / Come here come here / Stand on my hand stop