Dragons' Fight


When dragons fight amongst themselves

and quarrel like children over nothing

the skies boil with laughter, shouting

and the earth trembles with mirth


But when dragons stand eye to eye

talons curled against their brother

ready to combat one another over nothing

ready to die for what they believe is something


My soul curls up inside my small body

because I know within each is a spark

which will soon no longer be living

no longer interested in finding the path

that leads to the dragon's spirit inside

which has ever been, and will ever be...

Love, respect and honour...for all

Challenge


Surging anger beckons with hot claws

As roars ring out in challenge

Talons rip and shred in bloody guise

Fangs bite upon offending wings

And still the battle rages in fury


Cool water in the form of a tear falls

Wiping out the anger in a moment

As another life is cut abruptly short

A whisper of a prayer

For the vanquished one's soul


Then a sudden shaft of pain, exploding

A new foe stands in the other's place

And the hot pulse of the battle resumes


In the aftermath

In the silence that follows

When one has time to reflect upon the destruction

What horrors visit them there

Hiding in nightmares

Forever seared upon their souls

A stain not upon their honour

But upon their very being


©1999 Quelonzia Stormdancer (Terry Dean)