Rusty Vigilance

In rusted bars, a feline form is framed, A portrait of longing, a heart untamed. The orange tabby's eyes, like lanterns bright, Gaze out into the distance, lost in thought's dark night. The whiskers twitch, the ears perk high, As if listening for a distant, whispered sigh. The rusty cage, a symbol of confinement and might, Contrasts with the cat's soft fur, a gentle, inner light. The warm tones of the cat's coat, a vibrant, earthy hue, Invite the viewer to step into a world anew. A world where freedom's call, a siren's song, Echoes through the bars, where heart and soul belong. In this close-up portrait, the cat's expressive face, Reveals a deep and abiding, inner, wild place. A place where dreams and longing, entwine and sway, And the beauty of the wild, in captivity stays.