Ride the Wind |
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ride, I ride, I ride the wind Harness the howling gale Upon the wings of a dragon's breath As it shoots across the sky
Then drifting as a summer leaf And race against the night Leathered courser, hard as scales Clawing out of chains Released
like birds from diamond eggs Whose path moves with the dawn Where hope-filled feathers' sweet caress Breaks all hatred's bonds ©Sonja Torres 1998 |