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.
