TEMPORARY MAJESTY

A lion lies with head held high

observing earth and sky;

he’s fluffy white adrift in space,

slow-moving from his place

So regally he sits up there,

his eyes intense in stare;

so solemnly he rules the air,

so deliberate in his care

The lion drifts in streams unseen,

dissolving with the flow;

a once majestic royal king

before he had to go....

By Glenn Hall

July 6, 2008