The Day of The Lion (25.5.10)

“The roar of the lion greets all as they awake, 

                                            all as they arise from slumber, 

                                            all as they shed the dreams of yesterday.

The roar of the lion arouses all the sleeping, 

                                 calls the cubs to breakfast, 

                                 reminds each of the lick - 

                                         the washing of each face.

The roar of the lion announces the new day, 

                                 prepares all for their callings, 

                                 overseas the frontier of the few.

The roar of the lion calls many from the magnitudes to seek as to the source, 

                                                                                 to seek as to the reason for the din, 

                                                                                 to seek as to the message going forth.

The roar of the lion impounds the pride in service, 

                                 impounds the location as reserved, 

                                 impounds the good news from interference.

The roar of the lion frightens off the predators, 

                                 scares off the scaremongers, 

                                 terrifies the terrible.

The roar of the lion seconds the assistants, 

                                 calls in the caterers, 

                                 affirms the washers-up.

The roar of the lion welcomes the additions to the pride.

The purring of the lion seats the bashful, 

                                      draws the penitent nearer to the fire, 

                                      encourages the shy to move a little closer.

The purring of the lion confirms his pleasure at the outcome of the day.”