Behold, flitting in and out of the
prairie grass into the sunlight,
then back into the shadow of the
wildflowers again. Can you hear
whispering, Dragonfly is my name;
I am one of God’s angels. A voice
lost in the silence of death, I live far
beyond the prairie grass, and I visit
here to tell those who love me that
although the earthly body is gone…the
soul and love last forever.
I am the Dragonfly!