• Like fireflies,
    On a summer night,
    The souls of the lost,
    Light up and take flight.

    In utter distress,
    To earth they are bound,
    Until a summoner comes,
    And the souls are found.

    With precision and grace,
    She preforms her dance,
    Leaving the bystanders,
    In an awestruck trance.

    At the end of her dance,
    Which has ended their pain,
    The spirits who stayed,
    Accend to the Farplane.