Pursuit Of The Dragon

I had journeyed far beyond the land of dreams,
Melodious
notes emanated from every crevice of the surrounding valley.

Tranquility and harmony ran freely through the unblemished
fields,
An untarnished gift from mother earth, which 'HE' had
preserved.

And the ground did open with a
welcoming smile,
One step through the entrance closed its
mouth.
Like a parents' arm embracing a long lost child,

The walls reassured and emitted a needed sense of security.


Light emanated from the purity and goodness that
lay ahead,
As a pulsating and rhythmical breeze cleared all
imperfections within ones' mind.
A violation of 'HIS' lair,
could potentially mean death to one who enters,
But, those
who have not sinned, may walk freely without answering until he wakes.


A startling realisation that the breeze stemmed
from 'HIS' sleeping nostrils,
Put the whole scope of life and
emotons, into their true perspective.
So their he was, a
total vision of beauty at rest,
A creature of goodness, known
as 'The Golden Dragon'.

So long, have I ventured
for the serenity and intimacy that no human could fulfil for me,

Now, with the dragon awakened, so do my dreams, that were
once thought improbable.
'HE' breathes with the land, As the
land breathes with 'HIM'.
'HE' is one, that represents all
that is living.

We looked at each other, and it
was as if, we had both been waiting for this moment, all our lives,

I was lifted and placed on his back, before he summoned the
heavens to open.
We rose into the unknown, with an ungainly
flapping of a slightly rusty set of wings,
That catapulted us
both to heights, never before thought obtainable, or to share in
adventures as yet, not discovered.