I have seen the ice dragon rise
glistening and glittering
from the depths of the western sea.
I have seen the rusting hulks
our forefathers left us
power still thrumming through metal limbs.
I have seen the wolfman shift
and slide from man to beast
and from beast to nightmare crowned as king.
I have seen man’s mangled body
sewn and bound with threads of light.
I have seen you, my son,
nuzzling your head into my chest,
content to let me hold you as you sleep.
And that is the magic that stirs my soul,
no less powerful for being common,
no less beautiful for being simple,
no less wondrous for being true.
This poem was written shortly after the birth of my first son in late 2009 and originally appeared in the print edition of Jabberwocky back in 2010 alongside such excellent writers as Genevieve Valentine and E. Lily Yu (whose 2011 short story ‘The Cartographer Wasps and the Anarchist Bees’ was nominated for the Hugo, Nebula, Locus, and World Fantasy awards) and can still be found on the Jabberwocky website.