Mysterious sparks beckoned in the night
Heavy on feet, not in a graceful dance
Swooped greedily with open hands
A wonderful sight fireflies make
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This is the gist of the lesson I learned from the firefly: We all glitter in freedom but we diminish in confinement. Oftentimes, we feel that someone should love us for who we think we are, but he does not know that yet. Forcing things could only end in despair - the bluntness will remove the spark. We need to treat a desired person as courting a firefly to sparkle for us - coaching, not coercing - in a graceful dance and with the lightest of whisper. Every human relationship should also be treated this way.
When you impose your will on another person, you are demeaning him; he becomes a nonperson. Even a firefly would know how to escape such captivity by being less of its former self. This poem teaches survival to humans.