A dragonfly soared on duality’s wings
and landed on the branch of contemplation,
not understanding the impossibility of flight
Water shimmered as it found its course
and beat the stone beneath until its scars
were polished to perfection
I whispered a short oath that day
as I stood still in the woods, bells chiming in the distance,
to appreciate the difference between intention and accomplishment
Touch and go
touch then go
Timeless promises
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Prompts: #zenverse, mkmoondust, Go Dog Go Cafe, #DimpleVerse, The Sunday Whirl
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