I cry at night for a part of me that aches
A dragonfly friend I once had
A spirit none can break,
Is surely gone by now.
It was not a mistake
When all alone we bend rules
Though I still cry at night,
That creature was a mystical sight.
That dragonfly and me were alright.
I used to believe in a bearded man
A bunny bringing gifts at night
I believed in something far away,
Beyond my truth, a fake charade.
And now I see
The dragonfly wings beat on
Alive in my memory,
Hope for eternity.*
Your truth will set you free.