Sunday, January 6, 2019
White Lions Are Wandering Through My Dreams
I dreamed a dream of lions from the stars,
white lions with lessons in their eyes of blue,
come to give us a message that is true:
all other lives matter as much as ours.
They are so few; canned hunters gun them down
For thirty grand and a large piece of their souls.
To save the earth, it's time to play our roles.
White lions are calling. Can you hear the sound?
The shaman says our fate is linked with theirs.
White lions are few, and when the last one dies
he says the sun will fall out of the skies,
too late then for our planetary prayers.
Only a handful of small cubs remain.
Pray they survive, so all may live again.
The white lions of Timbavati live in a sanctuary in Africa, where they live wild and free but are protected by the Global White Lion Protection Trust, founded by Linda Tucker, who wrote of the white lions and their connection with man and with the stars in The Mystery of the White Lions, one of the most fascinating books I have ever read.
for Bjorn's prompt at dVerse: to write a sonnet.