A BEAUTIFUL DRAGONFLY
Who will question your diaphanous wing,
And wonder wither does your flights to fancy be.
Are there bird songs that you too wish to sing?
Will the dawn wait a lazy sun to be.
As day lights azure clearest of blue sky,
Mocks such clear patterns mirrored through thine,
A cathedral of stain glass windows sigh,
Weight of suffering impassioned to wine.
Oh stay! that I might ask questions of you,
For truly you distance by so quickly,
Zipping by from air anywhere perched to,
Allow passersby to watch lovingly.
You know beauty lies in those admiring eyes.
You know yourself for their contentment lies.
A BEAUTIFUL DRAGONFLY© gillena cox 2021