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He comes to her stepping right to the waters edge. Listening to her song, he roars. Offering his frightening chorus to her beautiful thunderous voice. Cascading like a delicate veil, she effortlessly molds and changes the world around her. Watching her breathe, he steps slowly to her. She whispers to him, like a gentle ripple, across the surface and slowly the reflection shatters as he steps softly into her cool embrace. She wraps around him, supporting and lifting him like a bird in flight. Keeping his head above water, he pushes reminding her he is strong and he will take the lead. As night falls over them the stars reflect the wishes they both hold dear. Guarding her banks like a sentry, he stares into the dark abyss waiting for the enemy. A low guttural growl escapes him, and the battle begins. He fights for her, for beauty and her love. She watches, her cries echoing into the night. As the battle draws to an end, he staggers to her, and she welcomes him into her depths. Staring into his eyes often what grace she has, in exchange for him. He’s shaking as if he’s cold. With all her might she pushes him so that he can rest at her side waiting, wishing, feeling hopeless. Watching over him.

He awakens, and stands shaking and proud. Reminding her he is strong he will take the lead she is safe. Together they are peace, together they are strong, together they are love. The 2, the lion and the waterfall.