I see her shadow first
casting orange
on the open
book. Then her slow,
breathing body
and see-through wings
She sits
on an empty
branch
all six legs anchored
and still
The wind comes
gently at first
then with some force
But still, she stays.
I wonder
why she’s chosen
this branch
on this tree.
This tree
amongst so many
Receive, she says,
Receive.
And I do.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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This is so beautiful! I'm so glad I saw that dragonfly on that branch. It's nice to be part of this bigger world.
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