A photo by Boris Smokrovic. unsplash.com/photos/LGy-VOMcZ9UI’m told that your ancestors go back to the mystic mountains of old,
where there are stories of many a dragon lair teeming with gold.
In truth, you’re one of the first creatures to crawl out from the birth waters of Mother Earth.
Many years removed from those times not only in size but also in temperament as you witnessed the Bodhi Tree, the Sermon on the Mount, the first singing of the Veda’s.

With translucent wings, you fly over a tranquil pond untouched by ripples,
as your mind is calm and untroubled by the dance of time and space,
going beyond the known world; fluid, poised and powerful as a dancer of ballet.
You are the harbinger of change and maturity… mining from a deeper well.

A red-tailed hawk in your service flies upward to the sky,
retrievingA photo by Boris Smokrovic. unsplash.com/photos/n0feC_PWFdk a message from the west wind destined for you.
Either from the gods of old or from the universe as claimed by modernity,
this is the method of our forefathers that you lay secret too, where one’s connection to one’s ground of being is one with all there is.

Like a still point, you hover, meditating in your quiet way, for the awareness of an enlighten Heaven and Earth.
Then to fly with wings interdependent to the six directions, across land and sea as you give witness to Gaia.
Is she doomed for giving life to her less than noble children?
Is it time for Shiva’s dance of fire?

But alas the destroyer is also the creator, a continuum of divine proportions.
For you are the very epitome of change, as you make your way through the very air you call your home onward to time evermore.


Author: JC

I was diagnosed with Parkinson's disease in October of 2012. These are my writings of life and love after the fall but during a time of deep creativity either because or in spite of my illness... Peace and Love... JC

12 thoughts on “Dragonfly”

  1. So beautiful and deeply spiritual as you take us from the ‘birth waters of the the Dragonfly to modernity all the while through poetic mystisism. I love the Dragonfly and am enchanted by “With translucent wings, you fly over a tranquil pond untouched by ripples,” .

    Thank you

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