The Dragon That Dwells

The shifting swords that are seven of six and six of seven

Sit silently as seals

Switching the sacred scars between the secrets of our scorn symbols

So salvation's broken stares may savor the sacrilege

For, the inferno falls to the fifth of four and the fourth of five

While finding false fiction in a frantic fabrication

Yet, what else is this feeble fable

But, a fantasy infused to fluorinate freely

Thusly, to the torment, time awaits trice of two and twice of three

To teach the trespassers of their transgressions

Therefore, may the teal of terror tremble timelessly

Throughout the untamed tapped tears of treason

And there once isolated will stand that which is one of one

The thief among thieves

And the holy treasure among kings

A vigorous vagrant that is vibrant among the clouds
Hence, those that wander within its wonder

Are only set to perceive the world in shades of gold

Now, Take of this fruit and a dragon shall appear

Know of this fruit and truth will dissipate its flames

As the levels of hell are beliefs alone to our perception

And of this perception the dragon is nothing

Nothing, but a reflection of our fears

So, to this reason paradise is not lost

It simply dwells within a conscious heart
That personifies the enlightenment of our minds

~ Paradise's Poet ~