The Dragonfly

A gentle flutter tickles my dirt crusted feet

But I have not the will to kick within this heat

The fuming wind begins to stir the blackened sea

I lay marooned upon the sands of misery.

Arising from the hot embers of the murky shoal

I am taken by a fury beneath my soul

The waves begin to rage under the twisting sky

As an azure dragonfly hovers before my eyes

In an uncontrolled fury I pace upon the moor

I seek an unrestrained vengeance from these shores

I mark the sneering face and his thin diguise

For one day I shall light the fire to his demise.

The moon rose and fell more than I foretold

My plans begin to slip through my failing hold

As my anger falters from a calming breeze

I feel myself collapse beside the peaceful sea

Serene light streams through the darkened skies

Inviting my to say my last goodbyes

A dragonfly rests upon my outstretched hand

While I take my final breath in the sand

The majestic being flutters into the night

As I release myself unto the light.