IN THE MINDS EYE I SEE.
A BIPED DRAGON HUNCHED OVER,
WINGS LIMP, TAIL
CURLED AROUND HIMSELF
IN A CIRCULAR POOL OF LIGHT,
DARK SHADOWS SUROUNDING HIM ,
HIS WING TIPS SLIPPING INTO THESE SHADOWS TO DISAPEAR
HIS HEAD HUNG LOW ARMS RELAXED ON
HIS LAP
LOOKING AT HIS WRISTS AND THE INVISABLE CHAINS THERE.
HIS OLD
CHAINS RUSTED
AND BROKEN LAY JUST OUT INFRONT OF HIM IN THE LIGHT.
A SMALL POOL
OF TEARS HAS FORMED NEAR THEM
ITS COLD IN THE ROOM AND HIS BREATH MAKES FOR THE MISTY QUALITY
TO THE ROOM AND THE LIGHT
" FOR ALL HIS STRENGTH...
FOR ALL HIS WISDOM...
FOR ALL THE KNOWLEGE...
ALL THE
YEARS HE WAS WILLINGLY BOUND
BY ONE SET OF CHAINS THAT HE HIMSELF
FORGED
AND WORE ...
THE CHAINS OF LOVE NOW BIND HIM HELPLESS TO FREE
HIMSELF,
FOR IF LOVE WERE THE FOOD AND DRINK OF LIFE...
HE IS NEAR STARVATION"
=======================================================
Cyberhorn The Dragon
========================================================
10/31/2001 11:28:09 AM