Sit and watch. Never blinking, always remaining still so as not to cause a disturbance. Watch as she hovers in the still noon air. Wings flapping, not a mouse stirs nor rain hangs in the air. Remain still, you can hear your heart beating, but faster her wings still. Elegant yet with such beauty does she glide through the sky. Wings a flap, quicker than the blink of the human eye. Fly home my sweet beauty, my Dragonfly.