The spirit within me is all things of life and death
Mingling as root and tree, sky and cloud, vapor and sea.
Often I find it puzzling that you do not understand.
A spirit as mind does not travel the path
In anothers steps.
Come, walk by my side and you shall know my love,
My spirit, and me
“Irene Eaton”
Our Dragon traveled his own path
and we await embracing him again.