A Dragon came to me.
"Help Me", he said, "I´ve lost my flames and can´t find them anywhere!".
"Where did You look for them?" asked I.
"Everywhere. One of these days I was at Dublin and helped people in the St. Patricks Days parade to get fire on their torches, but they didn´t take it all so its not there.
Few days ago I was in Morocco and helped the caravan to light their campfire in Sahara.
Last week I was in Lapland and fired the great Aurora Borealis to the dark cold sky.... but now I´ve lost it all. Can You help me?"
" I know where Your fire is", I admitted. "But I´m not sure if I can give it up. It´s so precious to me. I need it. Could You just take a small drop of it back, please?"
" Well it depends", said the Dragon. "Where do You keep it?"
"It´s in My heart" said I and smiled to him.
The Dragon pinched me tenderly and left. He didn´t need any more than just a small drop to get his work done. What I needed, was more.
Unknown "smiles" Purring
- 16 years, 8 months, 11 days ago