…a sleeping fly covered in dew.
“In Sleep we lie all naked and alone, in Sleep we are united at the heart of night and darkness, and we are strange and beautiful asleep; for we are dying the darkness and we know no death.”
— Thomas Wolfe
— Thomas Wolfe
I don’t actually know what he means by that last line, “we are dying the darkness,” and can’t seem to track down where this quote comes from. But I would like to point out to The Internet that Thomas Wolfe is not the same guy as Tom Wolfe. Seriously.
Anyway, here we see that even bugs look lonely and pathetic when caught asleep (or in what passes for sleep in bugs). The link has several more beautiful pictures taken by an amateur photographer in Poland, who knows where and when to find insects before they’re alert enough to fly away.
Poor little fly, he’s all wet. How beautiful, how pitiful, and how secret. “[E]ye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither hath it entered into the heart of man, what things God hath prepared for them that love him.” (1 Corinthians 2:9)
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