The Dragons' Wind
Dull, the eyes that see the land
bereft of magic and dancing
Cold, the heart that feels the hand
of hatred raised against it
Up, up eyes, up to the sky
beseech the heavens on high
Return to me, 'o honored ones
the gleam in my dreaming eye
Strike, the roaring of energy
flung down from starlight glowing
Awaken, the dragon's effigy
to defend the land once more
Roaring, speaking with one voice
the dragons wield the wind
Gathering, sprinkling all about
the beauty of our laughter
Arise, arise, my bretheren
breathe in the magic aborning
Gaze once again upon the land
as it blossoms with our joy
(c) 1999 Quelonzia Stormdancer/Terry Dean