Dragons of Ice

The Moon becomes a
Silver sphere,
reflections in the water:
just as clear.

It's snowing...
but time is
Frozen

Winds are howling

but silence rests
Unbroken.

A sudden
Surge revives;
its vibes know boundless
Power.

A solitary stare: he
Knows you're there.
Stances are fixated
Yet souls intently move.
Affirmation
and honour is yours thereafter -
The dragon beckons:

The kinship is awoken.

~ © Jess C Scott

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