There is an ancient axehead
in our local museum
shaped
somewhat like a time-worn skull. . .
at least
that is what the other people saw.
I saw a dying dragon:
wings curled protectively,
head
bent earthward.
It seems
hardly anyone
believes
in dragons anymore.
The sophisticated minds
insist
they never existed
in the first place.
I still believe in dragons
even though
I've never seen one.
People
still believe
in God
and noone has seen Him lately.
Is the Seeing
so important?
Is not the imagination
merely a stepping stone
to reality?
I can't buy a ticket
to Alyndoria or Pern
yet these places are often as real
as Buffalo or Boston
and . . . at times . . . nicer.
Sometimes I wish
people believed
in the unbelievable
a little bit more
and a little more often.
A world seen through eyes
less dusty and jaded
might just see
the dying dragons
in time to save them.
Robin Berndt
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