I stared out the window at the downpour
I ran out the door, my bags in my hand
across the lot and away from the store
sprinting across the watery wasteland
On top of my car sat a dragonfly
on the antenna he perched, looking down
taking a break from wandering the skies
a fierce predator, contained to the ground
I sat and I stared at him for a while;
forgot in the moment the pouring rain
I focused on now and started to smile
my soul felt inspired to write again
Just like that the dragonfly flew away
for none of us can sit and rest all day
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