In this land of eternal
snow
Where no trees will ever grow
High up in the mist gray sky
I can see the Dragons fly
Flying through a single cloud
Swooping, turning roundabout
Totally ignoring me
Golden Dragons, flying free
Rushing towards me, coming fast
Then slowing at the very last
Wingtips brushing past my hair
Dragons flying without care.
Watching them with great delight
Marveling at this wondrous sight
I join the Dragons with my mind
Soaring high with all their kind
Minds entwined, reaching heights
Sharing the rapture of their flights
Leaving behind the human me
No longer earthbound...
I am flying free!
Publication date: November 30, 1999
Author: Anita Wilson
Company: Katjes Domain
Copyright: 1999, 2000 Anita Wilson
All Rights Reserved Worldwide
Printed in the United States of American
First Printing
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Flight Over the Moon
As the moon rises I take
to flight.
The air is calm and subtle,
As darkness covers the lands of magic.
The moons light shimmers off my silvery white wings.
I glide over vast fields and monstrous castles.
I terrify the midnight walkers in the villages,
I mystify the children of young.
I sing the tale of my life.
The fight of wizards, kings, and knights,
Who's lives I have taken.
My life has been a legend.
As well as the existence of my kind.
We will never be forgotten.
We will never roam these lands again.
But we will always have the flight over the moon.
~~~Cavin Ciaciuch~~~
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Mystical Dragon
You stretch your silvery
wings
Out to an empty sky
Desolated, your sleek body passes by
No one sees the magnificence of your flight
They can no longer see
You are all that is left of the old sky
The fiery breath, a kiss none shall know
Your wings of silver
Form the clouds you love, now your only companions
I weep for the loss that is known by none
For a mystical dragon
I speak to in my dreams, when no one else remembers
