Dragons
Once
upon a time
I
thought dragons didn't exist
But
then Bilbo Baggins showed me
A
powerful creature
Who
hoarded immeasurable wealth
And
thought
It
made him invincible
Who
would not part
With
a single piece
Though
he could never use it
Who
crushes the weak
And
burns anything in his way
It
is these
That
stalk our halls of power and,
To
preserve their indolence and indulgence,
Keep
the rest of us afraid
They
may not have
Scales
or wings
But
the smoke of their burning
Covers
our world
The
day is coming
When
we must confront
Our
dragons
And
we do not have
A
ring of power
Will
we have Bilbo's courage?
Imladris
Come,
walk across the singing water
Rest
where laughter rides the breeze
Come,
sit under the gentle stars
And
live among calm trees
Come,
down into the river valley
And
set your heart at ease
Climbing
Oh,
I am aweary
Life
has been an arduous climb
Up
past thistles and briars
And
many a fragile limb
I've
had my scrapes,
Slips
and bruises,
But
I've kept climbing on
Oh,
I am aweary
And
here I am, now, at the top
Even
with all I can see
There's
no place for me
To
rest my scrapes,
Bumps
and bruises
My
oh-so-tired limbs
I've
reached the peak
Yet
now I must seek
My
bed
Back
on the ground
Open
Door
What
beckons more
Than
an open door?
To
the cautious
It
is danger
They
dash
To
lock it fast
To
the curious
It
is adventure
They
pass
Into
the unknown
To
the social
It
is welcome
They
meet
Their
fellows there
No
one can ignore
An
open door
Hold
On
We
all swim
Down
life's river
We
all find places
Where
we wish
We
didn't have to
Carry
on
It
may be floods
It
may be rapids
It
may be the current's
Much
too strong
We
all want
To
say we've mastered
Our
rivers
We
all want
To
reach the sea
All
on our own
But,
in truth,
We
all find
Some
flotsam
To
buoy us
When
otherwise
We'd
drown
There's
no shame
In
your floods or rapids
Or
when your current's
Much
too strong
To
grab a barrel
To
float through
To
just hold on
We
all need help
To
carry on
So
grab a barrel
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