on the thirteenth week,
the ninety-first day,
the dragonfly that stayed
for a quarter of an hour, dazzling
the children, resting on Father’s
arm, dancing into his
palm, waiting for Mother’s
gaze, was you, returned to
us but for a moment, lest
we forget to value each
other, impermanent
as morning’s dew
.
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[…] on the thirteenth week, the ninety-first day, the dragonfly that stayed for a quarter of an hour, dazzling the children, resting on Father’s arm, dancing into his palm, waiting for Mother’s gaze, was […]
yi-ching lin photography 
on the thirteenth week,
the ninety-first day,
the dragonfly that stayed
for a quarter of an hour, dazzling
the children, resting on Father’s
arm, dancing into his
palm, waiting for Mother’s
gaze, was you, returned to
us but for a moment, lest
we forget to value each
other, impermanent
as morning’s dew
.
20100519:2112
y
[…] on the thirteenth week, the ninety-first day, the dragonfly that stayed for a quarter of an hour, dazzling the children, resting on Father’s arm, dancing into his palm, waiting for Mother’s gaze, was […]
Beautiful reminder to be mindful in all we do.
yes. thank you. (smile)
Such loveliness. Beautiful! 🙂
thank you so much!
Wow…this is a beautiful shot.
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thank you!!
I love the clarity! Those few beads of dew…so beautiful and delicate, and fleeting…
thank you so much. yes, quite fleeting!