Hunted hunters, soar like eagles, go to flight.
Days of drakness, eyes of onyx, light the nights.
Ageless legends, wings of gold, fill the sky.
Sight of terror, breath of hell, an endless tide.
In the evening, with endless cover, pitch of black.
Steel is forged, no room for error,precision counts.
Overhead, with death descending, repent and rite.
Hero mounted, swords drawn, time to fight.
Doubts arising, fears growing, cries of pain.
A starless nght, a grassy plain, painted blood red.
Exhaustion wails, spirits fall, sweat like rain.
Arms of lead, wounds wide open, sensing death.
Sword hangs loosely, loss of flight, scales abound.
Distant waterfalls, calmness reigns, windswept flowers.
Silent echoes, shattered dreams, not one survived. -- Written by Lawrence Langman & Divanta
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He flies through the air, His scales shine like the sun, the moon, the stars; They shine like gems: Emeralds, Rubies, Diamonds, Amethyst, And mankind is jealous. And I dream. I watch the dragons, As they fly through the skies; Rulers of the airy kingdoms, Freer than I. And I dream. Wiser than the oldest, wisest sage. Ageless, Timeless, Always free. I see them, I hear them. And I learn. And I dream. I watch these rulers of the skies, Watch them dip and dive, And turn, and loop, And grin, and spin. I watch them from the mountaintop, And I dream. They pay me no attention, I am a mortal beneath their notice. I see the children, who will be children yet when I am old, And grey, and still I dream. I dream that maybe, someday, They will notice me, For even the youngest, the most inexperienced, Can teach me, About everything, And nothing, And all things between, and how To dream.
--Copyright Caitlin Vilcsak
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