White Tiger

She moves
with purposeful
instinct and grace
cold and detached
she waits
and watches

That icy dawn
no one can play
like a pawn
 
For no intimidation
can harm
or inform
a celestial gate
a primordial slate
come to anticipate
the intensity of
the newly formed
sun

For only the emerald dragon
can see such a heart
won
Yang to her Yin
they are the dance
the efflorescent
romance
playing out
across time

like living
is always sublime

Together
They become
that everlasting
rhyme

Flowing out
over the centuries
these Wardens of Time
these sentries
born of fire
and ice

guardians
born thrice
and always to entice
ever-supplying that primordial
device
needed to conquer
any vice

Together at long last
they rewrite
both future
and past
unite



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09/27/2004

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