Butterfly? Not you.
Two pairs of strong, transparent wings
Are fixed upon your back
Little water nymph
Simply hatched into the unknown one day
Blinking and dazed, you flew
Am I skipper? Am I true?
But you’re no fragile, fluttering flyer
For here flies fast, aerial hunter
Multifaceted vision, gwas-y-neidr!
Iridescent, darter, dancing jewel
Golden, chaser!
Oh I could go on, but
Having said all that…
Maybe you’re just a damselfly in distress?
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