The young Snow Leopard chose to climb
Towards the mountain top,
For he was bold and in his prime,
No reason found to stop...
The task ahead still drove him on,
Like fearless mountaineers,
As if all doubts were spurned and gone,
No blood, no sweat, no tears...
Just step-by-step with fate embraced,
As if his destiny,
Depending on the paws he placed
With steadfast certainty...
And thus he reached the mountain's peak,
Surveying all below,
Its scenery unique, but bleak,
Yet truly his to know...
For him, this was the turning point,
For victory was his,
With gentle mist there to anoint
His majesty with bliss...
He then let out a mighty roar,
'Today, this land is mine! '
That day he couldn't ask for more,
When life felt mighty fine!
Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2014.
The poem is based on the magnificent wildlife
painting by Stephen Gayford nb Google search:
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