I Bade the Lion Hello

Stars this night resemble stilled fireworks right before they explode. Porch light on, wooden gates unlocked, I begin to walk along a dry desert wash. Underneath the moon's illuminating light, cotton woods cast dark shadows which capture my attention. In my view are stringy Chollas, elegant Mesquite trees, some giant Saguaros. I notice smoky mists a short distance away from where I now stand. A while lion is there, He stops; stares down into my joyful eyes with understanding. His eyes are dark; shiny gentle lights might be pupils. He seems to know me. With one last loving look passed between us, He is gone. I wake up in my comfortable bed; I do not feel alone. Happily I feel more alive. Smiling I begin a new day. by S.E. Clark