It glides through the blades
And runs through the glade
The master of forest
And that of masquerade.
Regal and arcane
Slender grace, untamed
Of spring legs, of might roar
Of majesty is its saffron face.
As it comes near, as it goes away
Dancing through the verdant trees
Illusion, tricking, sneaky peeking
Spine-chilling are its traits.
Elusive and shy,
With mystical stripes,
Lord of the mountains,
The legendary feline.
Ever-deceiving,
Always fleeing,
Into the dark,
Hidden wild.
Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 12:25 PM UTC
It glides through the blades
And runs through the glade
The master of forest
And that of masquerade.
Regal and arcane
Slender grace, untamed
Of spring legs, of might roar
Of majesty is its saffron face.
As it comes near, as it goes away
Dancing through the verdant trees
Illusion, tricking, sneaky peeking
Spine-chilling are its traits.
Elusive and shy,
With mystical stripes,
Lord of the mountains,
The legendary feline.
Ever-deceiving,
Always fleeing,
Into the dark,
Hidden wild.
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