Bibop was a little dragon with orange scales. He had been living on Grey Mountain with his mother since he'd been born. That was already nearly a hundred years ago. A hundred years old, that's when ... [+]
It takes someone remarkably special,
to make a rainy day feel warm.
to feel cozy under blankets
amidst a racing mind
to cherish the company of silence,
as real as a lover or person in kind.
to listen to the gentle sway, of a silent melody
herding thoughts like cattle-
shamelessly curled up as I'm fighting my battle
What do I look to? An external prowess on the horizon
it is only when I look beneath my chin
that the regal beating of my heart
begins to honor the steady rhythm from within
my grounding voice is built-in
Just like a bird flying from a nest to the next tree
the leaves greener and always, easier to see
let us not forget our branches from which our leaves still grow
that also need our tender droplets from which our care can flow
Let us honor our expansive home
our wisdom that is built within
a part so easily forgotten
beyond where true love can begin