Change.
This golden winged dragonfly decided to show up today. On a new moon. In my yard. There is so much that needs to be said that has been left unsaid.
Change.
I danced with it for a while…and then it flew away. What was it trying to tell me? What is it that I need to hear?
Change.
I suppose I’m a reckless big hearted woman…deaf to her own cry…seeking what is seeking me…yet lost in translation.
Change.
Will I ever uncover what is covering me?