Wing

Some say the world

is transformed

through political action.

Some say the world

is cleansed

through anarchy.

Some say the world is

healed through waves

of silence

arising in a heart

that drowns in the ocean

of bliss.

I say, don't worry.

The world was

annihilated

a moment ago

and recreated

just so, a sparkle

of delicious fire

on the wing of a dragonfly.

Now do what you love.

Photo by my dear friend, Aile Shebar