Velvet Vigilance
Reflection
In the shadows, a guardian watches,
With eyes that burn like golden embers.
The cheetah's form, a masterpiece of grace,
Blends into the night, a phantom in place.
The branches twist, like nature's own design,
A backdrop for the hunter's subtle might.
The fur, a canvas of warm, earthy tones,
With spots that dance, like secrets unknown.
The gaze is piercing, a window to the soul,
A reflection of power, and a heart that's whole.
The whiskers twitch, a subtle sign of life,
As the cheetah rests, with a watchful strife.
In this moment, we find a truth profound,
A connection to the wild, a spirit unbound.
The cheetah's beauty, a gift to behold,
A symbol of resilience, a story to be told.