O-Original

Once there lived a hummingbird who loved to gaze at stars. She breezed through days, awaiting the rolling summer nights, which unfurled like fresh-paved highways. "Hello, star," said the hummingbird one evening. "You are the loveliest sight in the world." "I am not a star," replied the tiny light. "The stars are what you see hanging there above you, far overhead. The stars are not real. They are the past, the once-was, the no-longer. I am a firefly. We are the now." "I never knew," marveled the hummingbird. "Tell me more." And so the hummingbird and the firefly conversed until the dawn. The next night the hummingbird returned, and the nigh