The aloof black jaguar shrouded in mystery.
Lives in a enchanting forest under a canopy.
He dances from light to shadow with  magestic ease.
Shrouded in legends from all corners of the earth.
A beautiful mystery.
A timid old soul indeed.
When the sun goes down to night .
His golden piecing eyes come alight

icicle tears fall,
doubt clouds dim once-sunny hearts—
promise parts the dreich.

I was on a train from
Paris to Amsterdam
and with an empty page
a sad smile and a pen
she was looking out
the window across
the apple green fields and
into the valleys of cobbled
villages and ****** churches
and as the dead air of Paris
was leaving my mind
I began to read the reflection
of questions in her eyes
I wanted to tell her what
she already knew
that the answers are in
the rhythm of the rails
and to only underline
the words that matter ...
Clay.M

Africa's most golden treasure ,the savanna.
Where nature plays a tune.
Burnt orange, striking  reds fill the air .
And a captivating moon.
There roam gentle giants as ancient like the sun.
They gather all around to protect their young.
Deep bonds of love through generations.
That stands the test of time .

Struck by a cool breeze ,a breath of fresh air.
Her heart skips a beat ,
She felt a small bud bloom there .
Where past thorns lay .
Time heals .
But now her curious heart is leading the way .
Through winding alleys that felt like a maze .
She stopped at a rickety fence .
Wild lavender grew through the cracks.
Graffiti adorned in pink paint
In big letters read Love.
Her heart knows she will find it where she least espects.

When I lay down to sleep.
I paint a picture I'll love to dream.
Warm Shimmering shades of blues  
I'll have for the sea.
Waves of white silk .
Pebbles  of aquamarine
That shines oh so crystal deep.
A golden horizon. Yellows and golds .a warm sunset to behold .
A gentle breeze a lullaby.
Guides my soul,where dreams can fly .

A little girl with braids in her hair .
Her sparkling eyes, and joyfull smile .
She sits in a garden teaming with life .
Her guardian  angel sits by her side .
She raises her hand to touch the breeze.
And to her surprise a white dove flys down to greet .
A peaceful creature ,her new best friend.
It lays upon her hand with grace.
A timeless bond a fleeting sight .
A moment wrapped in gentle light .

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