His True Nature

Behold the shapeshifter dragon, rare and wondrous creature,

Whose form can change at will, with strength and grace as its feature.

With scales as hard as diamonds, and eyes that gleam like fire,

This dragon is a master of disguise, its powers never to tire.

From sky to sea to land, it moves with effortless ease,

Its wingspan vast and mighty, no obstacle it can't seize.

But watch its magic closely, for the dragon can transform,

Its shape and size now fluid, its energy fierce and warm.

Perhaps it's a wolf or eagle, or even a serpent of old,

With teeth and claws and venom, it hunts with courage and bold.

And then it shifts again, into a horse or bear or boar,

Unleashing a new power, with strength to break and soar.

A shapeshifter dragon is a thing of legend and myth,

A creature born of magic, its purpose and journey unfixed.

So if you ever see one, be grateful and amazed,

For in that fleeting moment, a world of wonder is raised.