“Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky:
So this winged hour is dropt to us from above.
Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
This close-companioned inarticulate hour
When twofold silence was the song of love.”
– Dante Gabriel Rossetti
My darlings, did you know that you could watch a dragonfly breathe?
It’s true, I saw it myself this morning, just as I made my way out the door. There, as still as a lotus against the pond, was a shimmering glint of morning light – nearly imperceptible to the human eye.
I paused to watch for a moment or two – captivated, at first by beauty; then, spellbound by the miracle before me. How easily it might have been missed, masked by the rush of our self-imposed busyness.
And yet, here it is – this masterpiece of opalescence resting peacefully against my windowsill, reminding me to…
Just…simply…breathe.
Could there be any more beautiful a message from this, my ‘dragonfly yogi’…
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