The Devil’s Darning Needle


Dragonfly, the power of illusion

Threading through the subconsciousness of twilight

Mosaic wings fanning the restless slumber

Rainbows light, sparkling, shimmering

An aura around the fear

Highlighting the heart’s desire

Softening the stubborn will

Spiraling and dancing, weaving a tapestry of dreams

To what end, this needle

Knitting the myriad web of entanglement

Sewing the strings of consciousness to our spirit?

Dragonfly’s gossamer threads of love patches up the holes

Eaten by life’s emotions by day

Made into silken pillows in the velvety night

The Devil’s Darning Needle?

I think not

Truly an Angel, mending the quilt of life.