Guest Psimon2001 Posted September 11, 2002 Report Posted September 11, 2002 "Outrageous!" they cry. "Has he no shame?" they demand. "Another work with French title when the imbecile doesn't even speak the language... It's preposterous!" they wail. But... here it is anyway... Lumière d'un enfant (Light from a child) ***************************** It is safe and warm here in my tower but outside only a fool would tread quickly. Savagery, barely contained by the leash of possibility rages against the stars The intensity of the flashes blinds me but only for a few moments then my sight is restored until the next exposion of light A storm such as this could take a single life or many or destroy hearth and home, farm or town turning stone to powder and timber to ash I am aghast and agape as I stare into the endless void of the night. A small tot, a lad of few summers, has stolen freedom from his crib or cot The boy delights in the fury of the maelstrom, rejoices in the brutality of the tempest. He skips, he jumps and laughs outrageously throughout his infantile gambling. In a flash of light and loud explosion he is gone from my view and I wonder was he ever there or perhaps just the product of my overworked imagination, yes? Where have you gone, my Child of the Storm? Where do you frolick now, little one?
Gwaihir Posted September 11, 2002 Report Posted September 11, 2002 Nice! You like children in the elements it seems. ---------- the question is always the same with a dragon: Will he talk to you or will he eat you. If you can be sure of his doing the former and not the latter why then you're a dragon lord"- Ursula le Guin
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