Dragonfly

A dragonfly. 😉

Sinister-looking, definitely not. But folklore and culture have it that dragonflies signify danger. I haven’t seen one in a while, and neither am I superstitious, so please allow me to just marvel at this little beauty right here.

Next to butterflies, I am fascinated by dragonflies. They are one of the most delicate creatures to ever glide this planet. Look closely at their wings. I can’t help but think that they look like women’s stockings that will easily tear with just an itsy bitsy, teeny weeny tiny scratch.

I must admit, though, that I am guilty of keeping them as captives when I was way too young to value each and every creation on Earth. Now, I am even more guilty when back home; all I can see is just 1/3 of their population from years back.

That must be the danger that they signify – extinction of their breed in the future generations of the human race. When that happens, what do we have to marvel at next?

Just like the dragons, our kids can only imagine them flying around, spurting fire, vile to some – of which none of them can be proven true unless they came from a generation when, to me, all dragonflies are real, dainty, fragile, and yes, precious.