The Tiger Lord

K’lee L. © 2013

As I passed through the jungle,
A resonating chime sounded in my head.
In the space of a single breath,
The Tiger Lord appeared.
He held me in his gaze,
Perhaps deciding whether to strike,
Or whether to listen to my entreaty.
That he offered the choice
Was enough for me to quickly
Offer him my gift.
I sang him a song, a song
Of wild jungles and tangled vines,
Of thunder and rain, of running
I sang to him of a Tiger Princess,
Of surpassing beauty and sensuousness
With a pelt of orange, gold, and black
The Tiger Lord closed his eyes
A single tear falling on the grass before him.
I looked away, afraid I caused him pain,
When I turned back to him, he had
Only to reappear a final time
He smiled at me and nodded
Giving his permission for me to
Continue on  my way
Through his jungle still
Singing his song.

K’lee L. © 2014

12 thoughts on “The Tiger Lord

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