An Eagle-eyeing Lioness

An eagle-eying lioness,
Comfortably cushioned even in wilderness,
Though surmounted in prickly crowns,
She bleeds tears of integrity and morality still.

Though great heats may indurate clay,
But never Mother wit's heart.
For hers is the purest.
In the world filled with hypocrisy she is under arrest...

She pays her bail on her knees,
Where she speaks life and gates open,
Her faith remains unshaken.
Rise, you prayer warrior!
For that is a great place to start,
This is only the beginning.

An eagle-eying lioness climbing towards wintry mountain ridges,
In her frozen state she cries not for herself but her cubs not to freeze on her behalf,
She says...
Hush now...winter has come, keep warm!

#DedicatedToMrsT.D, KaMajolaMarhwa