dragonfly ᖭི༏ᖫྀ𓇢𓆸✧˖° | hand blown glass and hairpins // y si fuera, ella <3 SHINee
Today I saw the dragonfly
Come from the wells where he did lie.
An inner impulse rent the veil
Of his old husk: from head to tail
Came out clear plates of sapphire mail.
He dried his wings: like gauze they grew;
Thro’ crofts and pastures wet with dew
A living flash of light he flew.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson