The time will be remembered Past and present it seems When the fiery dragon was faced In a theatre of dreams
A glimpse was caught of time Passing by that night Of a universe unfolding Essence, form and light
The dragon showered knowledge Across the void of time Multiplicity of worded thought The poet now had rhyme
For poetry is spiritual From higher realms sent out To charge a fire in the breast Of the agnostic and devout
So fill all hearts and minds Yes the dragon is a charm Respect, the spectrum of life Cherish, cause no harm
Universal is the poet Having no race or creed A tempered soul devoted To a restful spirit freed. | 
