Whispers of the Pride

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A gathering of mystic felines sway, Their eyes, like lanterns, glowing bright, Watching the world with ancient might. Their fur, a tapestry of color and light, A dance of orange, blue, and green in sight, The leaves behind, a verdant, swirling sea, A backdrop for their majesty. Each cat, a world within itself, a tale, Of mystery, of wisdom, of a gentle gale, Their presence whispers secrets to the night, And fills the heart with wonder and delight. In their stillness, a power resides, A symbol of the wild, where freedom abides, Their beauty is a balm to the soul, A reminder of the magic that makes us whole.