On the back of the chair
in my outdoor writing spot,
a winged being perches —
tiny, still, dark.
The folded wings are black,
with an underlay of deepest blue,
edged with a line of green
which is its body.
Oh, the wonder of it —
this small creature
poised a moment
showing me beauty.
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