The wind ripples across the River of Grass,
Delicately undulating, up and down, side
to side in the breeze.
A butterfly brightly colored seeks nectar
from the blooming flowers.
The butterfly flutters above a ghostly
shadow,
Traveling silently across the ground.
It is the shadow of a tawny, red shaded
cat – a panther.
Lurking through the brush, it is a
female returning to her kittens from a successful hunt.
She is a creature of beauty, with her
golden eyes and twitching whiskers.
She senses the world around her as her black-tipped
ears swivel to any new sounds.
Her coat gleams reddish in the setting
sun, a warm aura surrounding her.
She is a survivor of the long struggle
that her species as faced.
Her kittens are the future, worth all of
the love and guidance she can give them.
She is a mother who will not go quietly
into that good night.
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