THE FIRE LION

Dr Karl Shuker
Jul 28, 2017 · 1 min read

One day, I was gazing idly at the flames in the fire when I saw a lion there, stirring amid the very heart of the blaze…

THE FIRE LION

Out of the flames the fire lion steps,

Padding slowly, insouciantly,

His mane ablaze, his eyes aglow,

Amber and scarlet, crimson and gold.

A coruscating kingdom is his to rule,

To reign amid the fiery splendour,

The burnished resplendence,

Emblazoned, eternal,

Incarnate, infernal,

A feline conflagration,

Flickering in the dark,

And casting forth sparks,

As he burns through the evening

Like a candle through shadows,

Torching my dreams and my hopes

Till they shrivel in cinders

Of unfulfilled promise.

And only their embers remain

Now that the fire lion has triumphed,

Now that the fire lion is gone.


Originally published at starsteeds.blogspot.com on July 28, 2017.

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