By Paul McCann
Between heaven and hell, where the dragonflies dwell,
There’s a garden filled with colour and light .
In a hovering way, they put on a disarming display
And dance to the king of flight .
Dressed in dewdrops of dawn, when the darkness has gone,
see how distinguished are these debutantes .
In the garden of the king, all the secrets you bring,
can be shared when the dragonflies dance .
So don't delay or dismay, at the end of the day ,
even dragonflies must fly away .
And as dragonflies say, you can dance all the way-
just be happy in a heavenly way .