The orange dragonfly darts back and forth across the width of our backyard pool
Its’ orangeness accentuated by the cool blue turquoise of the pool water.
Is she somehow aware of the dangers beneath her if she stops or slows down the speed of her wings?
I sit motionless at the edge of the pool
On a more cosmic level
On another coast of this same continent my beloved cousin is being laid to rest
Her dazzling smile just a memory
For those of us mourning her loss.