I watch for the visit from the Dragon Fly

that emerges into the world from below. They visit, they land atop my rod.

And, as if to send me positive energy, they stay longer than a skittish, common bug, inspiring me,

then bid me goodbye. Soon I see them coupled, in lusty flight, gliding by in the throes of bug love.

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