Marananthaheth?
“Yez, little one…”
Do Dragons dance?
“Ummm, why yezz we do.
When we fly.
We flip, we frolic,
how do you zzay?
We loopdaloop.
Iz that not danzing?”
Yes, I guess so…
But do you hear
music, when you do
that?
“Muzzic? Umm,
do you mean
like when you zzing
a szertain zong,
and move your body
to the rhythmz
of the wordsz?”
Yes, like that…
“Little one, the Univerze
is filled with muzic.
Every planet, each sztar,
zings a different
szong. And, we dragonz
hear them all.
Do you know
that the treez,
here on your world
zing, each one, a different
zong, and how do you szay?
Harmonizze?”
Really? How I wish
I had the ears
of a dragon.
She leans down with a smile
and says, “We all have been
given giftz and limitationz.
Each szervez a purpoze.
But, know with
a szertainty, that you
have the ear
of thizz dragon.”
Elizabeth Crawford 4/18/2018
Note: You had to know that eventually, I’d use this word. Image is a digital painting, titled Dragon’s Lair.
Posted at Waiting On Words: Word for day 18 is Dragon
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Yes, you do! A charming write!
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This made me happy. A delightful tale. Thanks.
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Magical, mystical and fun write!
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WONDERFUL! I am delighted with this poem and this wise dragon that knows the universe – and trees – sing. My new favourite of yours, my friend.
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Elizabeth, I love the voice in this!
Love,
Pamela
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