“To love the Dragon is a greater strength then to slay the Dragon”i look upon the Dragons in my life
and the battle, the fight to slay them
i put my sword down
my sword arm jelly from its weight
my body slanted with the bias of holding it
i struggle to stand without the sword
to find balance with the simple gravity of who i am
without the metal of my judgment
it lays at my feet in a pool of my own blood
bleeding from my eyes
that where blind
as the waters begin to move through me
they wash away the angry red
and calm my features with peace
the dragons all stand before me
as they have always
waiting for my attack
because i was the one that always swung first
my fear of being without defense was an illusion
they make no move to strike me down
and as my vision clears
i see them a new
they where of my flesh all this time
i thought them separate of me
i thought them beastly
and yet the evidence is clear
without the veil of fear,
i see they where only reaching out to love me
how could i have been so mistaken?
my shame washes the blood from my feet
yet they will not allow me to look at them with guilt
instead they hold up a mirror
so i see myself for the first time
i see my wings and my scales
i lift into the air, allowing the pull of gravity to center my courage
i fly towards a freedom i never knew was open to me
xx azyh
