Autumn Equinox of a Ripened Season

I’m the hope of the next generation,  
   
The seed that carries brilliance under the sun on a brilliant autumn day.  
   
I’m the straggling dragonfly that lands on you in the warm autumn sun.  
   
I hesitate only a moment, then I’m gone.  
   
The urgency I have in my flight tells me I haven’t much time.  
   
I search high and low for the perfect mate.  
   
Will she be receptive to my advances?  
   
No doubt she will, we’re to conceive the next generation!  
   
We will tightly tether ourselves together in passionate flight.  
   
Autumn will soon be upon us in tune with the changing of the coming season.  
   
We will shed ourselves as cooler winds carry us into the sunset of our final zenith.  
   
I’ll be coming back, in another generation, for another life, to allow autumn once again to conjoin us together for another amazing flight.