What angels do to dragonflies

Do you know
what angels do to dragonflies?

They kiss their wings 
like the first rays of the sun would do 
as soon as the morning 
wakes up with a smile 
like the crystals by your bed, 
like those deep blue crystals, 
the ones that capture the dreams you sleep in.

We sit by the giggling river 
and watch those silver wings surf on the waves 
as the sleepy fog 
rubbing its chin
rises up to meet the day,
not knowing what angels really do to dragonflies.

Do you know 
what angels do to dragonflies?

They fly with them
into the green vastness of eternity 
where leaves merge into the wind 
like the dew dripping now
from the tip of your small finger 
and clouds dance like only happiness can 
when it falls and rolls on spring flowers.

If you hear me humming; 
if you see a gleam in my eyes 
smiling to myself 
as I sit under this tree, 
under this sky where birds glide 
like unanswered prayers
and the scent of fresh lemongrass 
fill the words that wait on my lips 
to fall into your ears, 
then you must know, 
like someone who makes 
a secret wish knows, 
I know what angels do to dragonflies.