0:00 A single firefly can make a light that is almost one hundred percent pure energy.0:08 It’s a perfect little lamp, with no heat at all.0:13 Last night, we drifted with Ripple the water drop, and tonight, we’ll meet a little spark who saw his reflection in a dewdrop Ripple left behind on a clover leaf.0:29 His name was Flicker.0:32 He was a very small firefly, with a very small light.0:37 He sat on a blade of grass, watching the garden settle in for the night.0:44 The big, bright faces of the sunflowers were all tucked down, sleeping.0:52 The air smelled sweet, like jasmine and cool, damp earth.0:58 Above him, the moon was a giant pearl in the dark sky.1:03 Flicker blinked his light on.1:06 Then off.1:07 He looked at his tiny glow, and then up at the big, bright moon.1:14 He wanted to be BIG and BRIGHT like that.1:18 He felt his little blink was… well, not enough.1:23 So he lifted his tiny wings, which made a sound like whispering secrets, and flew up into the quiet air.1:33 He flew past a rosebush, where the flowers were curled up tight, like little pink fists.1:43 He zipped over the smooth, grey stones of the garden path.1:49 But everywhere he went, the darkness felt so BIG, and his light felt so very, very small.1:58 He was about to fly back to his leaf, feeling a little sad, when he saw a flutter near a big, dark bush.2:08 It was a moth, with wings the color of dust and moonlight.2:14 The moth was circling and circling.2:18 "Hello!" blinked Flicker with his light.2:22 The moth stopped.2:24 A tiny, worried voice whispered, "Oh.2:28 Hello.2:28 I'm a little bit lost." Flicker flew closer.2:33 "Lost?2:33 But the moon is right up there," he said, blinking his light toward the sky.2:41 The moth drooped its antennae.2:44 "The leaves of this bush are in my way.2:48 I can't see it.2:50 I was trying to find the white moonflower.2:54 It only opens at night, and it's my favorite place to rest." Flicker looked at his own tiny light, pulsing in the darkness.3:07 It wasn't the moon, no.3:09 But for the little moth, right here, right now… it was the only light there was.3:17 An idea sparked inside him.3:20 "Wait right there!" he blinked.3:23 "You can't see the moon, but you can see ME.3:28 Follow my light!" So Flicker flew slowly, just ahead of the dusty moth.3:35 His small light was like a tiny, floating star, leading the way.3:42 He bobbed and weaved around the dark leaves, his light blinking a steady, cheerful rhythm.3:51 On… and off.3:52 On… and off.3:54 Finally, they came around the bush.3:57 And there it was.3:59 A huge, white flower, glowing in the moonlight, its petals open like a beautiful cup.4:08 The lost moth gave a happy little flutter.4:12 "Oh, thank you!" the moth whispered, settling onto a soft petal.4:19 "Your light… it was the most beautiful light in the whole world." Flicker felt a warmth spread through his chest that had nothing to do with his lamp.4:34 His light wasn't the biggest, or the brightest.4:39 But it had been EXACTLY what someone needed.4:43 He blinked a happy goodbye to his new friend and flew back through the sleeping garden.4:52 He found his own special leaf, right next to his family of other blinking fireflies.5:01 He settled down, feeling cozy and content.5:05 He blinked his light, slow and sleepy now.5:10 A tiny, warm heartbeat of light in the vast, quiet night.
