Double Dragon
mountain above, earth below —> sky above, water below
Split between the past and future, straddling the present, I find myself clinging to dawn, holding onto the now like a life preserver against the double dragon.
Split between the past and future, straddling the present, I find myself clinging to dawn, holding onto the now like a life preserver against the double dragon.
I don't know about the symbolism of the Dragon, but the poem reflects life brilliantly, and your photo is gorgeous.
Straddling, clinging, holding . . . to no avail: another damn day, here it is.