Spirit Dragon
Rise with the stars, Spirit Dragon,
Shed your blanket of evening mist,
With west wind yawns and firefly eyes,
Sweetgrass claws and willow wings,
Pond water skin and cattail teeth,
Take flight below the watchful moon;
Ride with the wind, Spirit Dragon,
Float the currents of space and time,
With a mere puff of glowing breath
Shake and re-shape the dreamworld,
With crystal songs and thunder growls
Advise and admonish human souls;
Rest with the dawn, Spirit Dragon,
Droop feather ears and curl cedar toes,
Glide home toward Mother's pulse,
Dissolve to create the morning dew,
Sleep peacefully within the grass,
And await the next calling of the stars.
Author Bio
Terri Branson is a Chickamauga Cherokee who decorates her "writing room" with a mixture of Native American art and cross-stitched dragons, while two cats fight her for the computer chair. Her first novel, Musk Rain, a paranormal romance, is scheduled for release October 1999 from Starlight Writer Publications.
As well as being a multi-published poet, she edited the 1996 Oklahoma City bombing book We Will Never Forget and served two years as the editor of her tribal newsletter. Her feature writing articles "When Romance Meets Science Fiction" and "The Well-Crafted Ghost" appeared in recent issues of ByLine Magazine.
"Reality is never about just one thing," she says. "It's a dance of opposites. Trying to balance the spiritual with the physical is what makes life so much fun."
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