The White Lions of Timbavati

                                        

The white lions of Timbavati

are wandering through my dreams,

beautiful ones who came here from the stars.

We are too disconnected to understand,

but the shaman says their fate is linked with ours.

Sent by the Sun God in the long ago,

they saved us once from perishing. In return,

we have hunted them to extinction to repay

their gift - so far have humans lost our way.

So beautiful, the white 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.

Lion, lion, lion
of my heart,

your blue eyes watch us as 
we bumble to and fro.

You come from ancient starfire,
mystery,

with insight we're not wise enough
to know.

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 down from the skies,

too late then, all our hopes and dreams
and prayers.

Lion, lion, lion
of my heart,

your blue eyes watch us as 
we bumble to and fro.

You come from ancient starfire,
mystery,

with insight we're not wise enough
to know.

The white lions of Timbavati 

are wandering through my dreams,

lit silvery-white, bathed in
dark night's moonbeams.
White lions came from stars,
sent by the Sun.
We are too blind to see
our destinies
are one.

 

There are only thirteen white lions left in the wild, and 100 in captivity, bred for the abhorrent "canned hunting" and lion petting industries. The White Lion Global Trust, founded by Linda Tucker, is desperately trying to save white lions, rescuing them from such places and providing sanctuary for the ones in their care. Shaman Credo Mutwa taught Linda that white lions are believed to have come to earth from the stars. By offering themselves to humans to eat during a time of famine, they saved mankind from perishing. In return, man has hunted them to the very edge of extinction. 

for my prompt at earthweal: Wild Africa