Lioness Realizing Her Outward Disposition
Poem (audio)
A poem for the Leo
I don’t like to be seen—
yet many are drawn to me
merely by my presence.
I rather be in the lair
where I have
peace, shield
and still air.
But, still, I put myself out there,
coming out of the dark,
seeing the light
of the situation.
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