Monday, May 08, 2006

The Dragon-Fly


When the heat of the summer
Made drowsy the land,
A dragon-fly came
And sat on my hand,
With its blue jointed body,
And wings like spun glass,
It lit on my fingers
As though they were grass.
Eleanor Farjeon

5 comments:

Endment said...

The iridescence reaches out through my monitor and glows on my desk.

AscenderRisesAbove said...

so very irridescent

vicci said...

I love this photo!!!

Anonymous said...

Gorgeous!

jenclair said...

Perfect match!