Dancing in heaven

Dancing in Heaven

I walked outside just now,
   greeted by a symphony of frog song and crickets
   --the chorus singing with all their might.
A brown rabbit, tiny and bright-eyed
   startled by my presence,
   hopped a few feet, froze in place.
Dragonflies danced over the dewey grass,
   and bats ventured out into the
   not yet darkened sky
   --flitting, diving, swooping
   adding their own steps to
   the choreography of the evening.
Golden pink clouds, purple at the bottom
   hang high in the sky,
   not ready to give up their
   moment of glory
   as the blanket of night slowly settles.
And I felt tears rise in my eyes;
it's too beautiful of an evening
for you to be gone.
Do the dragonflies dance
for you in heaven?