Dragon Song

2008 Harrald

Shadows envelope me.
The frost night air breathed silently.
The stars shone with a merciless gaze.
The moon, my thoughts, it silently betrayed.

A voice, so soft,
Sweeps me aloft.
As the song erupts in fire,
Like a gentle strum upon a lyre.

And beating wings, that keep the time,
I slowly close this simple rhyme.
For all must know, the chilling strength,
Of Dragon Song, my breath it takes.

September 2008


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