Snow Leopard


The feet walk gently.

Never mind the chatter of “The World”

Here you sit, comfortably in your cabinet

Where one may peer in to glance at you.


The eyes gaze on many wonders

But do they feel the power they carry?

In memories, beautiful and saddened with the warm

air that is in between.


We see your wisdom that travels far.

In the sun drenched shade of a lover’s song.

My dear you escaped time and chains.

We have yet to reach your paradise.




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