Scales & Holy Water

I rise

from the Serpentine

a body

composed

with ten zillion drops

of H2O

transfigured

as material

immaterial

the remains

distilled

in finest

salt crystal,

falling from the eye

of the Dragon

inside,

Rising out, misted cloud

the scales of judgement

flying from the One

which breathes

the damning fire

the blowback

lighting the way

for those behind

in the fields

clawing,

at these scorched

and vital Barrens

waiting

for the rain

and auspice

in the prosperous

novel year

of Imaginary

creatures

01.10.2024

Loong 龙 Chen challenge @Last