lion with sheep poem
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I saw a Tiger's golden flank,
I saw what food he ate,
By a desert spring he drank;
The Tiger's name was Hate.
Then I saw a placid Lamb
Lying fast asleep;
Like a river from its dam
Flashed the Tiger's leap.
I saw a lion tawny-red,
Terrible and brave;
The Tiger's leap overhead
Broke like a wave.
In sand below or sun above
He faded like a flame.
The Lamb said, "I am Love;
Lion, tell your name."
The Lion's voice thundering
Shook his vaulted breast,
"I am Love. By this spring,
Brother, let us rest."
Born a Lion, I believed myself to be a sheep.
I roamed for millennia, in a desert of delusion,
Enjoying the ignorance of separation.
Bleating! Bleating! My fate seemingly sealed,
I made unusual noises … wandered in a jungle of despair.
Until one day, I heard a roar within a streak of Light,
Felt an inner energy, which broke my chains.
A great lioness chanted my glories,
Holding a magical mirror to my face.
I saw myself, like my fellow comrade,
In the blazing temple of supernal Love.
Re-discovering the voice of my ancestors,
I roared with the power of innumerable lions,
Dancing with the joy of a thousand prodigals.