Today is her day!
An infinitely educing destiny beckons
Today …. is her day
to embrace….. her Dragon!
Ceremoniously acceding her pending milestone
Boisterous tide ecstatically marries ammophilous beach
Ferocious obsidian thunderclouds exhale their fluidic animus
cleaving ecstatically unto Sol
ablaze with chromatic flares
gifting her a perfect moment for
Utter Forces, now in idyllic attendance
her enraptured audience alert
Today …. is her day
an Azure Dragon
securely reposes midst intertide
entwined amongst beach kelp
a mob of curating sand dollars
harnessed as her boma
Legend precepts a cautionary approach……
…..downwind from her…..
A barefoot duo approach…..
daughter and dad
at first sight of her
daughter explodes ante
dad momentarily savours her zeal
recollecting….. his own, past moment…..
intensely appreciative of her moment to come
“Look dad, an old kite! Looks like a … blue dragon!” she exclaims
“More than a kite. More than a dragon” he whispers
“It won’t fly! It looks broken!” she declares
“She will fly. She soars…..only for you” he predicts
daughter unwinds the emerald kelp strands tethering her ancient frame
freeing her thoughts
daughter brushes aside magnetic sand motes speckling her cerulean wings
freeing her imagination
daughter cleanses her obstructed eyelids
freeing her perception
daughter unfurls her coiled, indigo empennage
freeing her love
daughter sets her upright, firm against a confident sea breeze
freeing her soul
and she does not buckle
she now waits…..
“Teach her to fly” dad curiously advises daughter
“But ….. how?” she puzzles
turning towards him
He bends down, one knee on the glistening sand
He looks directly into her cobalt bathed eyes
He leans forward, insulating his response
and whispers his most treasured strength…..
“Believe yourself….a dragon”
and faces … her Dragun Cerf-volant!
Unwinding the viridian kelp as raw string
daughter instinctively backs away
unwaveringly facing her moira
she will temporarily act as pilot
Upon her penultimate footfall
Dragon opens one eye!
With daughter’s final, firm footprint
Dragon opens the other eye!
Theirs is an intimate gaze
a shared essence of possibility
dad, whispers from afar
and is heard by both
“You must name her, as I once did…..”
daughter whispers knowingly,
Seraphina embraces her zephyr
and mirthfully barrel rolls
‘tween stars and surf
daughter orchestrates neither
the olive hued kelp-string
nor the directionless gale
nor the whirling wyvern
BOTH now sense a mirrored direction of heart
a parallel journey of talents
an armament of unspoken respect
Casting loose the unaccomplished twine
daughter waves to the revelling sapphire tarkhum
now untethered and unclaimed
Diving down breakneck
opaline wings promptly unfold
arresting her progress
scant eyelashes apart
from an unflinching daughter
daughter extends her arms to the side
emulating the expanse of Seraphina
both are now
wingtip to wingtip
eye to eye
face to face
soul to soul
Seraphina hovers effortlessly
then…. turns her head slightly
WINKS at daughter!
daughter spontaneously winks back
surrounding their first perfect moment
with peals of laughter and joy!
Seraphina ascends encore
endlessly comfortable within any tempest
dad emotionally whispers
“goodbye old friend”
to his past dragoness
“Care for each other, as we once did”
“I am eternally….grateful”
A Wayward Wyvern’s counsel…..
Never peer into a dragon’s eyes
unless you are prepared….. to wink!