Dragon Born (Please feel free to comment)

[penyou]

Dragon Born
How I Stumbled Upon My Path


In the beginning there was a fire, and from that fire spawned, a dragon born soul.
From the body of ashes and the smoke of the soul, by flame and fire emerged a dragons heart.
From the flames of old, and flames of truth, the dragon from the cauldron was born.
Emerging from the depths of despair, and cauldron black, writhed in smouldering smoke and pain.
Born to the druids egg was she, the flame of truth, burned in her heart. Seeker of the ancient ways, the ways of the druid rite.
She walked the land, with many a sniggering jest, not knowing where to lay her hearth.
Till happenstance led her down a path, one which she would later call coming home.
It was on this, such a day, that she finally found her way, the druid's way. Coming home to a place i had always been.
My ancestors called of blood and bone, rock and stone, and so so i laid my hearth and heart.
The flames of old still lie within, the inner and our worlds, but never again will i writhe in pain, because i am a dragon born, and dragon born of flame.

By
Penny Young

[Goshawk]

Wow, that does really touch me... though usually I'm not really into poetry.
Looking forward for more

[penyou]

Thank you !

[Tynan Elder Oak]

utterly brilliant and so evocative! Thank you for that.

[penyou]

Thank you for your kind words, this happens to be one of my favorites ;-)