dragonfly

∴ this morning i awoke to the rhythmic beat of dragonfly wings,
to unnumbered days and a pulse untethered
in a place where time lingers undefined

do these dragonflies flit in the rising sun
spending precious moments in contemplation
worrying about what could’ve been
or do they never leave their pond
fearing the unknown

without further pause
i cast off my bedsheets
step into the sun-kissed dawn
and move to the rhythmic beat of dragonfly wings ∴