Poems by Nils Osmar © 2012
I know the dragon by his eyes.
I know him by the way he flies,
his wings all green, his breath a flame
and when he falls to earth again
and finds me in the summer night
I know his spirit, and his light
and love him when he gently sighs
and folds me in his wing and cries.
I love the dragon when he cries.
Lock all your good things safe away
The stars are ablaze tonight
Beckoning, beckoning: come what may
We’ll all be gone by morning’s light.
Down your farewells then, and your ale
The rigger steady calls
Trembling a mast that an atom sails
to space: in rending time she falls.
Sing to the waves now, and we’re gone.
It’s never an earth we’ll see.
Ancient the voice, ever new the song:
Sailors we are, and the stars our sea.
– Nils Osmar