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.