I am the dragon.
I am a creature of an ancient origin.
I am beautiful and wicked.
I am to be feared.
However, I also fear,
as you fear.
But I am in love;
a love so bottomless, all I do is
plunge further and further into the heart of it.
And it’s like walking on water.
There is no up or down.
I am simply centred.
My love wriggles through my entire body -
you can spy it as I move like a titan mamba through life.
I keep myself coiled tight.
It’s my duty to protect my friends and family,
even if they don’t know it;
My sleek dark body is tough and thick,
and I shield my close ones from all the demons in this damned vortex.
Spawns of hell line up like boxing opponents;
I knock them down one by one.
I gobble their strength and I grow more savage,
more majestic.
Some of them, I whip with a quick flick of my tail.
This tail that I chase with the youth and joy of a pup.
And I am centred.
I balance you within me, my beloveds.
I am the guardian.
I am the avenger.
I am with God.
I am the dragon.
Feel with gusto, the beating of my wings in your hooping ribcage/
In the rhythmic canter of a wild horse/
In the gentle rap of knuckles on the door/
In the tick tock of the clock/
In the kickdrum that persuades your bones/
I am alive.
I am the dragon.
🎨/📷 by Glen Rogers, Ouroboros, 2016