mhauck@ihuxk.UUCP (Mary J. Hauck spirit in the world) (01/19/85)
Dragon Hunting 1/16/85 To chase the dragon In a fantasy of one own making The challenge of the unknown To stalk the allusive prey Hearing it always ahead Never seeing the dragon We follow, not knowing where Soon to overtake the beast We meet the dragon Many faceted eyes look upon us mortals He has waited for us Here in his own world We have chased the dragon Now we face the dragons world To offer him out friendships And he has accepted us Mary Hauck The Phoenix rises You Are 1/8/85 You are a breath of fresh air Where no wind has blown before You are the warmth of a touch Upon a hand cold from being abandoned You are a beautiful unending dream Were only nightmares once existed You are the key to this prison For a lock long rusted from disuse You are the rainbow on the wall Where light has never touched You are the bringer of food and water To a person dying of hunger and thirst Mary Hauck The Phoenix rises