Journey Stone #16 Dreamtime
Gate to dreamtime, chosen moments,
guarded by a dragonfly that flits
just beyond watery surface,
weaving barely caught glimpses
of possibility.
Elizabeth Crawford 2/16/11
Journey Stone #16
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Beautiful. I love the image of the dragonfly and the word “possibility”!! Good one! We are both hopeful this morning:)
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In some native mythology, the dragonfly is the guardian of Dreamtime, that’s why he appears here. I liked the image as well,
Elizabeth
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I am reminded of a hike in Sedona. Crossing the river from stone to stone, a beautiful tiny red dragonfly seemed to play with me. I will never forget that moment. My summer last was filled with dragonflies….magic!
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Yes, for some of us they are just that…magic. Glad you remembered,
Elizabeth
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“..barely caught glimpses/of possibility”: it’s amazing, isn’t it, how it’s so wonderful to watch dragonflies and yet so elusive and frustrating that you never get more than glimpses. Such an apt metaphor for the cretaive ideas that form in dreams.
The way you break the lines makes this poem work really well for me – just in all the right places!
Thanks.
Matthew
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lovely, Elizabeth.
particularly
the dragonfly (such a magical creature) “weaving barely caught glimpses
of possibility”
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