The Great Dragon

This is a story about a dragon. Enjoy!

I am a dragon,
And I bring forth water
Enjoy my creation
The stars are my great kingdom,
The earth is my poetry
I have written everyone in my poetry
In the Book of Life
I am the great poet
And every poem, every story
Is unique
In its own way
I am the Creator.
I know all secrets,
Supernatural and natural
I know all these things for nothing can be hidden
From Love.
I do not have wings, for my Love for everyone
Allows me to fly.
I am not dirty, for I am cleansed
I am bright for my Love shines on everyone
I am beautiful
My daughters are Wonder and Nature
I come in different forms, for everyone is different
However I must return to where I live,
For pleas and prayers need to be answered!

That's it. The dragon symbolizes God, for I imagine God to be huge and strong.

Understanding

Yep. That is what this poem is called. I have decided to go even deeper into knowledge and to create wisdom. Enjoy!

Be swept into a land
Where heaven joins earth
Be in the presence of cherubs and Little Angels
Be in Prayer and meditation
Think of how
God created this world
Observe all details
For you shall find
A bit of God in everything
Be,
Observe,
Think,
For there is a little bit of the master
In the learner.

I hope you enjoyed this poem. Mom sure enjoyed it.

A Poem by Kyle

I couldn't think of a name for this poem, so that has to be the name for the blog entry.

The breeze of righteousness,
The wind of Truth,
carries me to heaven, and
now I am back.
The Gates of Glory,
Made of heaven's finest gold,
And the archangels, they guard the Gate
From Sadness and Grief
From Lies and Greed,
I had gone on a ship,
leading to heaven,
Sailing on the seas of the Afterlife,
A language of love
Is spoken in heaven,
And angels are carrying
Prayers on their backs, and leaving God
To answer them, he sends them back to Heaven's
United Postal Service,
And love balloons are sent from Earth,
I could go on and on about this magnificent place,
But for now, let me rest,
For I have the journey of life ahead of me!

That is the poem that I wrote. I was thinking about John Milton's book, "Paradise Lost," when I wrote it. But I also thought of what I thought of heaven. A poet, you see, always expresses his thoughts and feelings, you know!