K.R. Wonder Poet Narrative

Spirit of the Mountains

We were lost in the mountains
blinded by the snow
frostbitten to our very core
weak and forlorn

Lost
like a spark in a burning flame
or a pebble in the mountain
just a small piece of a greater formation 
We wander through the frost
searching for home 
trying to remember 
which way to go

Then the sky cries 
in beautiful colors
as meteors fly across the starry night 
and the northern lights trail down 
from the moon to the cliffs high above
our heads as we stare in awe

Majestic purple scales 
like the Milky Way
with ice blue horns 
and powerful, feathered wings 
that shimmered in gold trim
stood a dragon spirit

She smiled down at our bewildered crew
then roared at the sky above
and flapped her massive wings

The snowstorm blew aside
as if nothing more than a speck of dust 
a warmth surrounded us 
while a trail illuminated down 
the mountainside
leading the way 
to home

We bow to the dragon
in grace and appreciation 
and follow the path to our village
rejoicing when we arrive safely
and kissing our lovers sweetly 

And high above us the wind chilled
and the star showers subsided
while the northern lights flickered away
calling back the mighty dragon
and away she went
the spirit of the mountains

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