by Kristen Byrne
there, in the corner of sky sleeps a dragon
with its long tail lazily resting
on the gold horizon...

this horizon that has managed to capture brilliance
reflected off of sun-brushed treetops
and against a copper palette weathered
by mysteries celestial and natural

...and from its smokey breath scatter prayers
that for generations had been misplaced and unattended
but, now, are scooped up by a simple breeze
and uplifted by an unseen hand
Posted by: Kristen Byrne

Poetry (November 26th, 2004)