Leadership Story: The Golden Glimmering Dragon of Light

Golden Glimmering Dragon of Light

On the day of a solar eclipse, in the year 1758, the island of Vanlola appeared in a near mortal state.

It had become a wasteland from all the destruction caused by the warring tribes. The land was reduced to nothingness, overshadowed by dark, grey skies.

On that day, a dragon appeared with a golden glimmering light. It had appeared from a sky portal and looked ready to bring a fight.

The dragon let out a deafening roar which froze each islander in their place, as they all shared a single thought: “That death had come to punish their fall from grace.”

But as quickly as the dragon appeared, it shot straight down and disappeared. Confusion overtook their fear, as the islanders pondered: “What else was near?”

Hours after the incident, a small child was born. The mother named her boy ‘Kahuna,’ wishing he’ll grow wise and adorned.

It seemed the mother got her wish as she took her last dying breath.

Years later, the baby grew into a boy and the island prospered with lush green jungles.

Islanders farmed, hunters hunted, but still the tribes waged war.

This saddened the young boy who often seeked refuge in a great big tree. Here he was free to ponder: “Why does this need to be?”

“Why can’t everyone just get along? Why is it that they must fight? Why do the trees have to suffer? Why must the leaves lose their light?”

It was in his questions, where his thoughts took form or shape. The answer was so simple: “That love must retake its place!”

So in the years gone by, Kahuna preached how love could regain their grace. How love could transform each other, make each stewards of their place.

From his message, followers had formed. But still, not everyone was convinced.

Vanlola was reaching that barren state, which Kahuna had heard of some years since.

Then out of nowhere the tree transformed, and from its place a black dragon morphed.

This time the islanders felt ready, as their weapons advanced over the years. They held their weapons at bay, ready to meet their fears.

But Kahuna recognized the dragon at once, for within it he seeked refuge from under the sun.

And in that moment he knew what to say: “Please love one another, bring light to the day!”

“Restore the life that it’s in your land, make peace with the heavens by your hand.”

“From there we’ll evolve, we’ll restore the leaves green, we’ll all come together and live off it’s gleam.”

At once they knew, Kahuna was right. It was time to end wars and break free from the night.

So they all held hands and looked up high, the black dragon rose then gold light filled the sky.

Then as it did some twenty years back, it shot down to the Earth like it was a flashback.

And from that day the people vowed, to unite as one and watch what they plowed.

To always respect the land that they farmed, and to serve one another; Make peace, never harm.