The Beautiful Beast!

With thy stripes

And thy face away from me

There is an eerie beauty

That you posess!

Thou stride with such regality,

The king of Jungle,

The giant feline,

That charm you have,

That glitter of your eyes

And thy royal tastes

Thy way of life

Enchants me unbearably.

In freedom you enjoy

The bright sun under the tree

With thy ferocity thou kill

The cattle and meek deer in might,

But not without a reason.

Seated aside the silent stream

On rocks and stones

Staring blankly down the ravine

My awe for thou

Seems growing endlessly.

To admire you

I follow you

To the hills and to the plains alike

In the jungles and thick woods

Just to get a glance of you

In all the places

That you haunt and dwell in

With thy superior elan

And as thou walk

Boasting of your royal clan

With alert ears

And swaying tail.

I am afraid to think

Of thy petty sparse numbers

Whilst man breeds in countlessness

Thou art dwindling to lifelessness

Thou shalt be fostered

Shall be guarded for

For thou art the original

Original star of the forest

Without whom light of life

Will be ravished.

The tide of hope

The ride of a goddess

And of mythical charm

Thou shalt live

Until the Doomsday

Comes to harm!