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No Linking Allowed!when I look at the zodiac’s bright sky at night I can see how they prance through their path when the sun rises high. And the birds fill the sky whose shadows horrify all the hiding insects on the sunbaked earth scurrying swiftly below the lions fur. As the lion marches over the remains of a perished goat that was yesterday slain, looking round and around 360 degrees for the hunter that entered the lions terrains. Yet intruders remain and the lion reveals as binoculars eye on his noble crown, silhouettes of twelve humans one driving a jeep as they target the king of the roaring sound.
It still is a wonder of natures grace, a cat crying out in the deserts of hell, the species human loves visit this place as big cats like these may die out as well. And here they stand opposite eye to the eye as silence emerges to intensify the chirp of crickets surrounding the scene where man again chose to intervene with the ways of nature, cruel as they seem.
For me and most people the lion remains what man should not touch for this world’s sake, a majestic creature god chose to create that stays all above us as starlight reveals.
Meng Qiu
No Linking Allowed!
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Comments (6)
January 8th, 2009 at 11:06 am
We proud, godlike Homo Sapiens, too easily forget that we are a part of the chain, and that we are subject to the laws that make for a strange randomness that creates order in nature. That order has established humans as stewards of the earth, and in that stewardship is a charge to serve, conserve, and protect, not to exercise sovereignty as a pretext to destroy at will, for the pleasure of the darker creature within. Your poem says this much better than I have tried to do. Thanks for sharing this poem.
art
January 9th, 2009 at 6:23 pm
Profound and important poem here and an absolutely gorgeous picture,
Ida
January 9th, 2009 at 6:25 pm
By the way, Welcome to the site, Meng.
Ida
January 18th, 2009 at 9:14 am
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March 5th, 2009 at 11:17 pm
I truly love this, Meng, but what about the antelope, the wildebeest? —just my offbeat way of saying I’d love to see your next poem!
Brotherly love—
art
March 6th, 2009 at 12:43 am
I suppose that readers of poetry can be a bit greedy!
art