Today I sat under the trees
watching the buzz of activity
that most people simply overlook.
The big black ants were running
up and down the bark of the willow trees.
On the knock-out roses, a black tiger tail
flitted from flower to flower;
A humming bird drank deeply from
my red crape myrtle and zinnias.
And then // as I sat in wonder,
a beautiful blue dragonfly
landed softly on a long dead stem
on the other side of the stream.
He kept going away and coming back
to pose for me, while I took his picture.
His gossamer wings, barely visible,
shimmered in the sunlight;
Bugeyes bulging out of his head
seemed to be the biggest part
of his fragile stick-like frame.
All this, while birds sang
and flowers bloomed
among the grass and weeds nearby.
Life is Good!
What an amazing creation!