firefly

A hundred fireflies lounge on the blades of grass, like a galaxy of tiny suns.

Wildflowers flashed like fireflies in the brooding jungle of “Floral Entrapment II,” which artist Ema Ri made by applying paint with their hands and nails.

The herd strolled out to graze under the stars, the children ran out to chase fireflies, and sometimes even Mr. Shareef stepped out to stretch his stiff legs.

In a way, all animals make rhythms, whether in the form of fireflies flashing, birds chirping or even a tiger pacing back and forth.

A line in “Maybe Happy Ending” describes the lives of fireflies, the once-ubiquitous insects that magically produce their own light.