" What is it that you want me to be?,

oh little dragonfly.

Lots of voices in my head keeps

the peace so far from me.

This and so many constructs

of the mind...

what is it little dragonfly...?

To search...to do... to rest...

to let all go?

My throat is in pain

there's a voice asking to come out.

What holds me down,

and pin me on the wall?

What is it dragonfly

that I want to shout?

Tell me, help me to see...

hover above and inside of me.

Still my mind, my heart and my soul.

While the wounded path of this lonely road

I'll walk with your wings

beating over me."

mcr