Whispering Guardians
Reflection
In the shadows, two souls entwine,
their eyes, a window to the wild divine.
The leopard's gentle gaze upon the lion's face,
a moment's peace in a world of endless chase.
Their fur, a tapestry of dark and light,
blends with the shadows, a wondrous sight.
The lion's mane, a halo of strength and might,
the leopard's spots, a map of secrets kept tight.
Together they stand, a testament to nature's grace,
a bond between two creatures, a sacred space.
Their whispers echo through the trees,
a language known only to the wild and free.