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The lion with the bloodied muzzle

came to the pellucid waters

of the evening lake

and accused the lake of

having a crimson jaw.



"Evil is in the eye of the

beholder."

The mirror is silent

but by her very nature

tells the truth without

saying a word.

But at rosy dawn and dusk

her reflections are more kind..

less harsh paint from the

blazing sun





She paints effortlessly

outdistancing master portrait

artists with ten thousand strokes.



She is the listening therapist

who revealed to the lion

his carnivorous ways..

she revealed to him

'secrets he had hidden

from himself'..

and he abandoned

killing ways.. this lion

who came to her waters

each night

under the light of Orion



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