Dragon shapes racing across the bluened sky,
frolicking, playing with quiet energy.
Participating in cloudy storms, centered above
earth, waiting to drench everything below
with a refreshing rain.
Soaring toward new boundaries, vacating
priceless spaces just to be observed in a
playful poem.
(9/5/11)
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