Polar Bear Hymn

A little gold dollar

I found in my collar,

Heavy, beautiful and bright, you see.

A clever green dragon

Dark as a mead flagon

Soon asked to have it, have it, from me.

“For your gold dollar,

That you found in your collar,

I’ll give you the body you want,” it said.

“Big, small or lame,

Dumb, smart or tame;

Anything at all, alive or plain dead.”

“What a fair bargain,

And no empty jargon,

Are the words you speak to me.

For such a lovely jewel,

To give away I’d be a fool,

And yet a polar bear is the body I’d be.”

At the end of all things,

At the end of all dreams,

Silver trumpets are calling me home.

The green ice is calling,

Gold light is falling,

And it’s time to return to my tomb.

A little gold dollar,

I found in my collar,

And so dragon green sends me away.

Past kingdoms, past Mars.

Past Mezma, past the stars,

I’m in the good world, now, to stay.