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~The Dragon Scrolls~
They say the flame wrought
winds are dead;
Ethereal dancing, jeweled wings - no more.
Monolithic rationality is the head.
Noble dreams and
works - shattered, torn.
Their world was theirs - never doubt.
But the magic and power faded away,
When the
light gave way to spiritual drought
and Oppenheimer replaced Morganna Le Fay.
But in some strange souls they found
a home:
Those inspired, lost, exiled castaways.
Music and verse and The Craft are the bones
Of these long lost
archetypes of elder days.
And it takes a mere seed to create an oak,
and music and light, rain and mirth,
bridging
land and sky with it's growth;
fulfilling the call to renew the Earth.
So nurture these dragons who live within
you-
The Burning has ended and they may go free.
Let them grow so that their work may continue.
An it harm none,
do what ye will - Blessed Be!
-Jeff A. Bordeaux 3 January 1989
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