Kilimanjaro
Slender-flanked,
jeweled eyes of amber-gold,
She hunts, yet is protected. She is watched.
He senses her movements, her plans.
The bleached, dried grass conceals
Her well, this huntress, swift and lethal
Woman-provider, princess of water-place and acacia.
He knows she must, will, return to rest
In shady dust, under his strong, safe paw.
Both
sleep among the sun-warmed rocks
In the shadow of something greater.
(for
Russell)
