Dragonflies

We are dragonflies suspended in the morning air

Moving quickly back and forth and back and forth again

Transformed from our youth we rise above the shallow lake

shimmering too much in the dappled sunshine

We zigzag across the mirrored surface

searching for a soulmate

Mile after lonely mile

until at last we fly in tandem

Full of grace and shine and light

we start the magical process again.

Caitlin Dundon