Walking With a Dragonfly


A dragonfly

takes me in

watching me

darting to the left

to the right.

I am still, and waiting.


While bumble bees dance

discovering the love

they were made for

and a woodpecker

taps his percussion,


look, then run.


When I do start walking again

the dragon fly follows me,

but I want to follow him instead

realizing I have been cleansed

of the unimportant.

Now my feet – barely touch the ground.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”


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