| The Dragon Within |
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What is this thing within, This heavy feeling of despair? Is it a loneliness, Or some confusing weight of care? Am I afraid of what tomorrow holds, Maybe fearing days of growing old? I want this irksome feeling to hatch out, To sprout its wings and fly - So I can feel contentment inside And not be terrified to die. But, could this dragon, within, Actually be an implanted desire, Something to tickle my thoughts; Not to avoid, but to see as a beneficial fire- To make me look and find That it's really God who's squirming my insides Just so I'll get to know His abiding love And then, as my heart fills with His hope ... The dragon will hatch into being cute, To have me laughing in eternal beauty, As each day brings something new? |
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