Let the lion roar

Let him roam wild, fearless & free

Just as the eagles soar

High above, on the winds of liberty

Let him stalk his prey

Moving purposefully, majestically

Hunting them down

Giving chase as they flee

Let him choose from the vast catalogue

Of earth's glorious variety

Devouring with wild abandon

Like ecstatic girls on a shopping spree

Let him amass new terrain

Dominating every enemy in his authority

Then stroll through the fields

Surveying newly conquered territory

Subjects gathering from all around

Pledging allegiance on bended knee

Bringing gifts of the all & encompassing

Just for a spot under his banner they plea

Crowned in a mane of splendor

His light shining for all to see

For the whole world is his kingdom

...and he alone is the key

Let the gazelle be at ease

Let her find pasture in which to graze

The trees around her reassuring

As she explores life's ever changing maze

Let her run, skip & play

Dancing in the sun's golden rays

Yet safe & always protected

From predators & snares, never becoming a prey

Her soul, never weary

Finding comfort in the cool shade

Let her walk majestically

Through the forests luscious glade

Eyes lustrous with wisdom

Body exuding dignity & grace

Let her drink from the sweet waters

Watching them course their winding ways

Laughing at her reflection

When the water underneath it plays

Serene & Satisfied

She shall be all her days

Loved by some, admired by all

Her steps shall always be traced

To that cleft in the rock

...to that sweet secret place

© 10th Oct 2010