Fairy tales glide on dragonfly wings,
skimming across the bubbling streams,
growing to a new world to bloom
castles and queens,
Shimmering dew sprays faintly on its back,
causing the tale to mirror itself.
It lands on a young one's head
and dreams skitter about in the innocent mind.
The dragonfly lifts into the wind;
there is yet another flight
as the fairy tale continues to emerge in the sky,
unsuspectingly to the modest dragonfly.