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LION

As the glorious LION

Stands strong in stature

Radiating with a presence

Of Absolute rule

The air washed with

A bristly respect

A natural pride

Beams with  beauty

He guards the gateway to truth

and only the brave may enter

He is the king that needs no crown

as he holds a royal presence as he

sits in his golden coat and main

Lies spark combust just bounce off

dissolve in all his shine.

 

As broken men become renewed

Their fractured parts

Collect in the melting ***

Of the Lion's  stare

As they are engulfed and swallowed

In the reservoirs of his strength

As the many wounded souls

Find themselves restored

In his majestic presence

As he rattles the very fabric

Of this world

 

There is no procrastinating belly

Exposed by a lackluster display

No one insults his strength

By creating a make believe world

Or covers him with scaffolding so

That they may alter him

For he is the finished article

And he is never held up or supported

With anyone's emotional ropes or strings

For he no ones puppet

He is never silenced

By the Strangle hold of this world

Tightened with a multitude of gestures

For I hear his ROAR!!!!!!!!

His explosive self expression

As his throat bursts and beams like the sun

Breaking all collars, and his tongue is freed

As a thousand trap doors Open up in him  

And boulders are lifted and rocks are shattered

within the sound of his voice.

His Soft pads of silent stealth

Gather for all his wealth

As the power of his pounce

Is governed by both his strength

Of spirit and the honesty

With which he meets the earth

For he owns all of his own pain

And paces and growls to warn

Away any who seek to steal his fresh ****

And diminish him with pretty lies

For he owns all his space

As it feeds his strength

As somewhere in the fury of feasting

Lionesses and Lions  

We find our freedom

For his power explodes like a volcano

When his soul meets the earth  

As he shakes off all avoidance

To seek only truth

As streaks of white light

And pure Gold glisten in the SUN

As the world's projections

Reflect and bounce off him

 

There is so much to learn

From a beautiful LION

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Written by
adam-childs
Published
Aug 5, 2014
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Notes

just decided to take my two poems about a LION and remove all the dead wood and see what I came up with . not sure but I love some of the lines individually

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