The Dragon
Location
Sweetly sleeping on a lake
A deep long breath I dared to take
I opened my eyes only to see
The dragon staring back at me
Slowly I rose up to say,
Please tell me what you wish of me
He answered with a low soft voice
And told me of a golden place
Where the trees are made of silver
And the fauns come out to play
In a meadow of sweet sorrow
As they bade farewell to the humble
Winds of winter that mussed the glittering leaves
He flowers made of my jewels
That shone in the ever summer sun
Emerald grass and ruby roses
Now hidden from the eye of man
Fallen under the spell of sleep
This hidden meadow has
His trouble was as he told me
Rousing the flowers and the bees
The fauns have not been seen
Nor the shine of silver leaves
He asked me to help him save
The only place that his home has been
For man has killed what he held dear
With flame and gas and greed heralding
We rode to this dream of a place
Where we only found a trickling stream
And as I looked into the water
I only saw my face.