Sea holds fog to it, as a lover... <br />Returning, returning, not <br />Staying. <br />The Dragon prow slices <br />Timidly, cautiously, <br />Still, deep, waters harbor real <br />Dragons. <br /> <br />Through fog they came, <br />Past Dragons' eyes, <br />Sirens' songs. <br />Ice to ice. <br /> <br />They weren't first, only readers <br />Of maps. Hearers of tales. <br />Curiosity in shield ships. <br />The Dragons came on.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vikings-dragon-eyes-for-the-sea/
