Tiger Came to me in Dreamtime Last night Such Presence, Will, Intent
I was close to tiger, Yet Aware Of its immense Power It took my right hand Into It's mouth Playfully , gently, with teeth Penetrating gaze To tell me Remind me I had not fed it, in a long time I knew it could rip my arm off If it chose But it was choosing simply To alert me Of my neglect
I remembered then All Of it Wistful that I had let it go hungry Trying to remedy The situation with Meat
And the proximity Of this fabulous beast To me To my knowing The seemingly Tamed Tiger Pacing Hungry A force of nature Being released From my own psyche Awoke My primal Will
It Was so obvious That the Feeding Was Now In progress
I am.....a Jester playing on the chessboard of Space-Time...
a seamstress of dreams and a weaver of of seams
clothing the soul in rhythm and rhyme
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