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The Dragon Sleeps.

The Dragon Sleeps. Photograph by Gray Summers.

Cough, Cough.

Hesitancy.

Cough-cough……..cough..cough

Quicker, insistent, persistent to

Chuff-chuff ……chuff, chuff…..Chuffing.

Quicker yet, to

Splutter, Spluttery Splutter to Thrum,

Thrum-thrum …….. thrum, t, t, t, thrum….like mis-beaten Drums.

To Rhythmic, insistent

Drumming.

Thrumming.

Into the Afternoon’s air.

A Roar.

Confidence to Confident.

Humming.

The Dragon Settles.

Chuckles.

Intent.

Master Chuckles back.

His sleeves rolled

Prepared

Sat upright.

Back straight.

For once…unbent.

Readying

For attack.

Work….not Toil.

Honest to Goodness

Effort.

Application.

Focus.

Shared.

The Day’s afoot.

Spent on soil.

Hours spent

On Hours……

Intense

Appreciation shown by

Nod-Nod-Nodding

At Nature’s continuation

In her application to Accepting

Common sense.

Eventually

To Splutter Down to…..

Silence.

That wonderful heartfelt silence.

Satisfaction.

Sigh in recognition

Of a Day

Much like those other days.

That nowadays always,

Create Aches that Invade

Deeply into

The honest bones.

Engine winds down.

Master climbs down.

Hot to Cool.

Both.

Once again.

Alone.

Yet not Lonely.

Complete.

The Master?

Leaves.

The Dragon?

In silence

Can Finally Sleep.