By Emma Starr
This is golden day:
a single moment
that lasts for hours.
I am standing in this field
of brown, crisp grass and stubborn wildflowers,
where the scent of summer stays.
My feet are rooted
in the dark earth.
My eyes are closed,
but my mind is open,
absorbing the liveliness of this world.
My ears listen
to the orchestral buzz and whirr of cicadas,
the conversations between the birds,
and the laughs and sighs of the wind
as the trees sway like marionettes.
A whisper of wings
flickers across my eyelids.
I open my eyes,
and for a moment,
colors blur in a wild dance
from the interruption of new light.
I can see the dragonfly
now perched on the curve of my wrist.
A shimmer of light rides and glides
along the maze of the dragonfly’s wings
as they fold and unfold,
fold and unfold.
The wind’s warm breath coaxes the dragonfly to
skim, skirt, swoop, and sail
in a zigzag through the grasses.
My gaze lifts to a sky tinged
with amber and lavender,
scattered with sparse clouds
in the flood of golden hour.
I see the tiny wings flitting
and my soul follows:
it rises, rises,
into the sleepy sunlight,
and for a moment,
Emma Starr is a notorious bookaholic, contrary realistic-idealist, and lover of both the silly and the significant. Through God’s grace, she strives to live intentionally by pursuing her Savior’s shalom in every part of her life and bringing blessing to the lives of others. If you were to take a peek into her home life, you might find her singing around the house, teaching and practicing piano, doing homework, procrastibaking, doodling, collecting books for her future book vault, reading a novel in a corner, playing geeky board games with family and friends, or scribbling poetry. Things that make her happy include fireflies, cookie dough, good conversations, stargazing, sunflowers, and smiles. To see more of Emma’s work, stop by her and her sister’s blog, Seven Billion Smiles.