dragonflies

Widow Skimmer (Libellula luctuosa)

Widow Skimmer (Libellula luctuosa)

I remember
sitting in a borrowed boat,
my brother paddling across the dimpled river
quietly
diligently
lost in thought.
Dragonflies
floated around us;
shimmering
and moving in the air
with great precision.
I don’t know what it was about them
that made me feel fear
when they gently grazed my fingertips
with their slender wings.
now
so many summers later,
I watch them
with different eyes.
They seem different,
with their quiet elegance,
their
joyful
play as they
drift above the water,
their silvery-blue wings catching the light.
They seem enchanted by their own magic,
as they
glide from one moment to the next,
unconcerned about impermanence.
Water and light
and summer
belongs to them
-through all the hours of their brief eternity.

J. Hamilton

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