Dragons symbolize power, the grace of flight, the protection of a guardian, and an endurance of life to me.
Rion's Reflections
These Words from the Heart are a
Collection of Life Thoughts and Healing Words
by Brenda "Rion" Sewell
Dragons are Forever
A flight of fancy and a brush of wing
brings the powerful beast into view.
As he soars through the air with leathery wings,
the sight of him brings me closer to you.
~Rion~
Contents ...Dragons
Dragon Song
Wake the Dragon
Cosmic Dragon
Battles with dragons may represent the things that need to be destroyed in your life. Smoking, drinking, drug-use, or any destructive behavior may be the dragon that you must slay.
However, keep in mind that not all dragons should be slain!
For dragons are often guarding treasures, rubies, jewels, even sleeping on beds of gold coins. These treasures symbolize knowledge and wisdom and your dragon-spirit can reveal much knowledge to you, for knowledge is power indeed.
Many tales speak of a fair maiden held captive by a dragon with many good knights questing to rescue her. The maiden guarded by the dragon represents many ideas, truth, wisdom, peace after conflict, goals achieved, the reward of good heath after kicking a bad habit, and to some ancient traditions - the Goddess!
Dragons are associated with fire. Fire creates light, illumination, heat, and destruction, therefore fire is the element of change.
Nothing purifies like fire. The strongest metals are made from it and so are the strongest people.
Fire in its destructive form, destroys the outdated and obsolete so new changes can grow. A forest is reborn after a fire and the grass is greener because of the nutrients left in the soil from the ashes.
The dragon's lesson for us is truth. The dragon reminds us to stand up for the truth even if the whole world says you're wrong. You will need the strength of the dragon to accomplish your goal. Which reminds me of another old saying, "The truth may not make you any friends, but it sure does influence people."
How do you see dragons? In the heavy smoke of a fire.
© 1999 Brenda "Rion" Sewell
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Wake the
Dragon
.
soundlessly .. softly .. with a surety of soul.
I smell his presence and smile, knowing what is to come.
Lowering my chin, I offer
my neck to
be touched ..
to be kissed .. to feel the soft
sweet circles
of feather touch as they dance
across my skin.
I feel his breath against my skin
.. warm ..
alive ..
I feel his butterfly kisses begin
at the nape of my neck bent in utter
trust.
His hands begin to knead the
tenseness of the
day
away from my body, in measured sure
strokes,
with hands made muscled by years of
labor.
Pulling me to the floor, he
continues to release
me
from the tortures of the day ..
surely as
the sun ..
strong sensual strokes down the
length of
my back.
With fingertips made smooth with
lotion sweet,
he closes my eyes .. and trailing
his fingertips
down
slowly, across my chest to loosen my
dress.
Unveiling silky skin unblemished
by the sun
..
blushing with the rising awareness
of sensual pleasures yet to come.
Cool air swirls and dances across
my skin,
leaving small trails of raised skin
.. a quivering
..
building deep within the mound of my
belly.
With a kiss .. the fire is
kindled and spreads
..
awakening the beast residing deep
within ..
the animal that drives the soul and
demands
to be fed.
Heat from the dragon within ..
builds and grows
..
overwhelming the soul ..
overpowering the
mind ..
rousing the beast who demands
satisfaction.
Tender touches .. light and sure
..
dancing across the thighs .. teasing
.. touching
..
luring the beast from the lair.
An explosion of sensations ..
pulsating ..
striving
fusing the soul with the body ..
fiery ..
scorching ..
unadulterated ecstasy within the
essence of
my being.
Soft tears of relief running down
my cheeks
slowly extinguish the fire of the
beast within
..
allowing me to drift into sweet and
blissful
sleep.
© December 1998 Brenda "Rion" Sewell
