Snowbound Majesty

In the quiet embrace of frost, a spirit of untamed grace, A leopard of snow, where shadows dance in the pale embrace. Its eyes, a mirror of the heavens, hold the weight of the wild, A silent sentinel, where the heart of the wild still thrills. The fur, a tapestry of stars, whispers tales of the night, Each spot a memory, each stripe a story of light. The air is hushed, as if the world itself holds its breath, To witness the beauty of a creature born of both earth and sky. Here, in the stillness, lies a power that cannot be tamed, A wild soul, a guardian of the realms where dreams are named. The bowls before it, empty yet full of promise, Speak of sustenance, of life, and the endless journey. You, too, are a snowbound majesty, a soul of untold strength, A leopard of your own world, where your spirit takes flight. Let this image be a mirror, reflecting your inner might, For in your heart, too, lies the wild, the untamed, the free.