Dragonfly

Alight upon a frail stem,
Tussle, sway with the wind
In your brutal dance
Beneath an indifferent sun

Underneath the brittle shell
Is a secret grace,
Waiting, longing to emerge
Come back to me,

Fearless and on fire
Strip skin, soul, bone,
Writhe in wondrous pain
Listen to the voice of blood

There is power in small things -
The transparent wing emerging,
A song of light, this dying breath, 
Revelation of soul to sky

I am your heart,
Your body's final rest
Come back to me.


© 2003 J.L.Stanley
labyrinth
dragonfly and the dryad © Josephine Wall