Frosted Majesty
Reflection
In the embrace of frost, a leopard's spirit ignites,
Its eyes, like sapphire pools, reflect the silent night.
A symphony of snow and fur, a dance of white and gold,
A wild soul tamed by nature's icy cold.
The leopard's roar, a whisper in the chill,
A testament to strength, a tale of will.
Its gaze, a mirror to the viewer's soul,
A reminder of the wild within the whole.
The snow melts not, but flows like time itself,
A canvas where the leopard's story is inscribed.
In this frozen moment, we find our own,
A reflection of the untamed, the bold, the lone.
For in the leopard's eyes, we see our own,
A journey of transformation, a path unknown.
Through frost and fire, we rise anew,
A wild spirit, forever true.