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Lesson To Learn

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Dragonflies as they skim the waters, they leave circles, swirling in their wake.They only scratch the face, but leave so many scars on the lake, and they never look behind, as they go on their skimming spree, another lake to take....
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Calm were the lakes, and the swamps, where Water Striders and bugs,scorpions, even nymphs, row their bodies in such comfortable ambience, spending a peaceful stay.But, once the silent dragonfly speaks, all the waters take a whirl, they tremble, the surface collapses, like a Waterquacke, and leaves �a recurring turbulence, an epic tribulation after it passes.. � � � �
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But this morning, to my big surprise, i saw a dragonfly skimming over the ground, onto the mountain, it had taken its skimming play, tripping from weed to weed, taking a joyous hike on the mountain side, as if this one did never skim the waters and ponds, but its place is here, born here from the pine tree larvas; and had little by little adapted to the mountain atmosphere.and feel..Here on the mountain lea, where truth can not be troubled by any skimmer dragonfly, but, they must abide by mountains' law and scan deeply the surface before landind on any weed to rest �There is much to learn from the mountains,The ABC's of poetry, spontaneity, truth and wisdom...