Lord Tiger of the snow

Lord Tiger of the snow
Roam your coastal mountain home
Where frigid Siberian winds blow
Through the shelter of spruce towered groves
You follow the track where Sika deer go
Stalking your prey a soundless ghost
You're nature's way to balance young and old
The feline reaper come to collect the toll
Silent striped phantom glide up close
The scent of fear fills your nose
As your golden eyes hidden in shadow
Watch the nervous herd move along slow
Then pause, alert for danger unshown
Senses tell them Death's focused on one of their own
They know you're coming Lord Tiger, they know

[Keith Sikora]

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