Dragonflight

Gossamer-light, the creature with the
fearsome name flutters in graceful
arabesques through the air briefly
touching a leaf, swerving and flying
off again, its restless energy 
impelling this delicate iridescent
insect borne on the breeze yet
fully capable of veering off and
finding its own way, its transparent
wings lifting and swirling the 
dragonfly in one direction
then the other as if it cannot quite
decide where it wishes to go
itself dazzled by choices yet
anxious to explore and satiate its
curiosity until its energy is sapped.
And then the exquisite gold of its
body no longer lofted seeks rest
allowing it to bask in the warmth of
the sun as it considers other options.