Dragon’s Hope

Dream of the Shore Near Another World, Chrono Cross, Yasunori Mitsuda

Legends speak of two dragons,
existing as one;
each giving freely
unto the other
as the other gave freely
unto them.
In all ways they were understood
by the other
and their souls,
for the first time since Creation,
felt seen,
felt heard,
felt loved.
They exuded the harmonious energy
of the Universe;
Glimpsing the love
their Creator has
for His Created.
But all was not well.
For the same energy
that brought them peace
and understanding,
and love,
also threatened to destroy the fabric
of their realities
and lay waste to all
they had built.
And so,
in an act of ultimate sacrifice,
the two dragons agreed to seal their love away;
to halt the coming cataclysm
and save their world.

those legends also say
that if you listen closely,
you can still hear
the quiet roar
of their love;
a lone ember
they keep tucked away
for when the time is right,
that they might break the seal
to bask in their love for each other
once again.


Dragon’s Embrace

I can feel
in the way that you hold me
that you are not held
in the same way.
I can feel
your heart breaking
at the chilling thought
that one day it will grow cold
from lack of fire.
That you will become
another box to check
on someone’s list of things
to get done for the day.
Darling songbird,
won’t you listen
to my song?

I will write of your heart
upon the kiss of the wind.
I will whisper your sweet name
to the dew-soaked morning glories.
I will paint your coffee-eclipsed eyes
upon the sunsets of the deserts.
But, above all these fanciful things,
I will always remind you
that your value comes from the Father
and that you are loved

as a daughter
of The King,
my lovely princess


Occasus Solis

Interstellar, Hans Zimmer

There is,
no greater display
of love
than sacrifice.
When you are able
to see past
the needs and wants
of the self
and instead,
put another
in your place,
what you are saying is
“My love for you
transcends my needs.
My basic instincts.
My preservation of self.”
sacrifice is difficult.
Who among us would willingly choose
to deny ourselves the pleasures
of this life?
To take what you want by force
or by manipulation.
It goes against everything
that we are told,
that we are the center of the universe,
that our happiness must come first.
But this is not so.
Every great mystic,
every great shaman,
every great yogi,
the Lord, our God, Jesus Christ,
has spelt it out as such;
“Greater love has no one
than this: to lay down one’s life
for one’s friends.”

Love is the door
and sacrifice,
the key.


Dragon’s Rest

you breathe into me
and i breathe
into you.
i drink freely
from your well
and you drink freely
from mine.
my words,
born from love through your music
and your music,
born from love
through my words.

is our language.

are our rest.


Dragon’s Soul

i saw a sunset
the other day.
a psychedelic blast
of ruby reds,
pineapple yellows
and tangerine oranges
splashed against a backdrop
of titanium white clouds,
painting the sky
into a melodious blend
of peach daquiri.
as the sun set further,
lighter shades of purple grew,
casting lavender magic
upon the clouds.
as indigo bled into denim,
the stars came alive,
twinkling to the unheard
yet deeply felt symphony
of the universe.
and yet,
it all pales
to the unequivocal radiance
she casts upon all Creation
when she knows how much
she is loved.

i saw a sunset
the other day.
and then
i saw you.



i miss the oaks trees
from my home.
i miss the sage-painted hills
and the resounding crash
of waves along golden sands.
the desert has its own
special language.
i dream in terrific sunsets
and ruby sands,
of warm winds
and warmer arms.
the wilds
are what you carry
with you.


Dragon’s Gift

you are an oasis
for my tired bones;
balm for my desiccated mind
and roses
for my sore eyes.
your kindness flows deep inside
with every breath,
nourishing my very spirit,
until i cannot help
but bloom
for you.


Koi no Yokan

tell me again
why the moon chases the sun
knowing he will never catch her?

were it not for her
he would not glow at all
and were it not for he
we would not love
the sunrise.


Esque ad Aeternum

and so,
when the sun sets
on that bitter day
of fate,
when the last of my energy
is extinguished,
when the dust of my bones
scatters among the desolation
of the cosmos,
i pray
the last thing on my mind,
my heart,
my soul,
my lips,
is you.


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