Luck Dragon Of the Open Skies

From Russian spy satellites,

And airplanes soaring by

The entourage that huddles close

In it's pursuit of fame or acceptance

Resembles the tail of a dragon,

Winding, and curling like some enigmatic

Crop circle,

Totally unaware of itself...

Similarly it is prophesied

That Fenrir the Fame wolf

Will kill Odin and destroy the world

In the forms of

Skõll and Hati,

The two ravenous wolf children

In never-ending pursuit

Of the Sun and the Moon...

If Skõll ever catches the Sun (Sol),

And Hati ever snatches up the Moon (gulp!),

Bottoms up,

They'll have their ravenous supper

And we'll all hit that high water mark...

Finis, finito...Adios!...

Ah, but Jörmungandr,

The World Serpent is also a child of

Loki,

Like the insatiable wolves,

And I like to think of him as a

Good Luck Dragon...

Oh Good Luck Dragon,

Please continue to reveal

The status of our humanity

Like a mirror to the soul!...

Help us see our saturation

In the darkness!...

Our permutation

In the humdrum!...

Help us infiltrate this Kingdom

Of the Blind

With your copious eyes that see

Through the many layered

Fabrications of society...

As you float and hover

So seamlessly through the skies

Unseen,

Staring down so childlike at

This Babylon that toxifies

With it's innumerable

Advancements...

Sometimes I catch a bit of scales

Become apparent in the sky

If I stare at nothing in particular,

And then perhaps a speck

Of your golden grin

Before you vanish into dark night...

Luck Dragon of the open skies,

You are the hope,

And guiding light...

Lead us into new respite

So we may find fresh favor

With God and nature, and all things...

This is your year,

Your magic sings

Inside us now

As you take hold...

1/2/23

Bunny Villaire