Golden eyes peer through

Emerald leaves heavy with dew.

My senses are alive as I stalk

Without sound toward the bull

Drinking from a clear pond of blue.

He lifts his head,

searching for a feeling.

I am close,

I can sense his anxiety.

He knows something is wrong,

he alerts his family.

He is the greatest of his herd.

Selfless,

valiant.

He waits for the rest to leave,

he holds his ground to insure their safety.

I admire him,

He is worthy of me.

I will not prolong his pain

and leap from the jungle’s edge.

The moment lasts for an

eternity as I sore through space,

with terrible grace unmatched

by any creature not amoung my race.

At last the strike is complete,

I clasp him with powerful jaws,

sinking fangs into his spine.

He shudders,

and falls to the ground.

The day,

The prey,

Are both mine.