If we could fly with dragonflies.

 

 

If we could fly with dragonflies

 

If we could fly with the dragonflies we would see so much in such tiny spaces. 

We would see colours darting through the light and raindrops drifting in the wind.

Our world would be small but precious and wrapped up in with such care.

The green pond water would reflect our glow as our wings brushed the water lilies that chuckle below. 

We would paint a picture and puncture it with tiny holes and then tuck in our wings and fly right through. 

The breeze would gather force and catch us in an instant before carrying us higher and higher to float with the clouds. 

After some rest in the sky above we would dive right back into our world and catch tiny movements at the end of the pond.

Collecting those movements to feed our souls we would gently fly to find the right leaf. 

Once found, we would hover and then sit to watch all around as light danced with the bees and flowers shook with glee. 

Our wings would stretch to soak up the sun before batting it back as fast as it had come.

 

If we could fly with the dragonflies we would cherish our world and turn on the lights inside our wings.

If we could fly with the dragonflies our days would be short but our life would be full.