The Fable of the Mountain Lioness and the Dragon

Once upon a time, there was a mountain lioness.  She was a proud, majestic animal.  She was proud, but fair, to those around her.

A strange shadow fell over the land.  Everything seemed to shiver as the sun was obscured.  The animals were frightened.  They didn’t understand what was happening.

The mountain lioness was afraid as well, but she felt sure down to her paws that she was the one to rid the world of the shadow.  She set off on her quest.  Her travels took her to the plains as the shadows continued to grow.  She searched far and wide to figure out what was happening.

The rumors started creeping along the plains.  The shadow was being caused by one of the fallen, a mythical dragon come to enact his wrath upon the light.  It wanted the darkness to clothe the earth.  It wanted the light to disappear forever.

The mountain lioness stopped in her tracks.  She thought, “How can I go up against something that powerful that can actually consume the sun?”  She wanted to flee back to her mountain and enjoy what time was left for her and her family.  She knew no one would blame her for doing so.

But she shook her head and growled.  She was a strong lioness.  She was a hunter and a killer of prey.  She was fierce enough.  She was strong enough.  She knew she had to do something.

So she continued on, heading to the ocean.  The journey was long and arduous, and by the time she could hear the crashing surf, the sun was almost gone.

She set paw on the wet sand with her head bowed from the exertion of covering the distance in a short time.  She had not hunted.  She had not slept.  She was fur and bones, held together with resolve and determination.  The water lapped at her feet when she finally forced her head up and took in the horrific sight.

There in the sky, there was a dragon.  The dragon was sucking in light from the sun.  It had consumed so much that the sun was dimmer than the moon.

The mountain lioness summoned up the remnants of her once great strength and shouted, “Stop!”

The dragon paused in its eating and turned its head to look upon the lioness.  Its eyes glowed fiercely and when it spoke, its voice was punctuated with flashes of light, like fireworks.  “Pitiful creature,” it boomed, “you cannot command me.  I am almost done eating the sun and committing this world to darkness.  Leave me alone to my task and when I am done I will bless you with a quick and merciful death.  If you interrupt me again, your death will be painful.”

The lioness thought about turning and running right there.  She thought, “Who am I to take on such an awesomely powerful creature?  I am a mere lioness, I can hunt, I can prowl, and I can lead my pride, but I am not a force of nature.”

She took one step back, then two.

There was no one there to stop her from running.

There was no one there at all.

That’s when she stopped.

There was no one else there.

No one else that could do anything.

She stiffened her spine.

She crouched down.

She stood tall and roared, “STOP!”

The dragon paused, the sun a mere shadow in the sky. The stars were twinkling in mirth at its inability of the sun to obscure them anymore.

Surprise followed quickly by anger shown from the dragon’s fiery gaze.  “You dare talk to me again?”  The dragon shoved its maw close to the mountain lioness.  “You dare tell me what to do?”

The lioness didn’t flinch.  “You dare complain?  I ask you who gave you permission to consume the sun?”

The dragon chuckled a dark chuckle that almost knocked down the lioness.  “No one needs give me permission.  I take it, like I will take your life!”

“You can have my life you cursed creature,” she said, “but why must the darkness win?”

“The world must be doomed to darkness.  It is too painful to see in the light.”

“But why?” the mountain lioness asked.  “What is so bad that the light must not touch the earth?”

“Don’t you see,” the dragon roared, rising again to its full height.  “The earth is covered with evil.  The light doesn’t do its job and sear it away under its powerful eye.  Since the light will not do its job, I will condemn the earth to the darkness it deserves.”

The mountain lioness roared.  “You fool!  Yes, the earth is covered with evil, but it is also covered in good.  You are cursing and condemning those good ones to hide that evil you despise.”

“Where do you see good?” the dragon demanded.  “I see it not!”

“Do you claim I am evil? The lioness challenged.

The dragon stared deep into her eyes.  He looked down into her soul.

The mountain lioness almost broke again.  Those eyes laid her very being naked in front of the dragon’s hungry stare.

But she stood her ground, never blinking, never showing her fear.

As a matter of fact, she didn’t even feel the fear now.  She was burning it to fuel the anger and courage she was using right then.  It burnt bright and hot.  It hurt to stoke that fire inside of her, but it was the only thing she could do.  She mentally dared the dragon to touch it.

The dragon blinked first.

“Doesn’t matter,” it said.”

“What do you mean?” the lioness roared from the depths of that fire inside of her.  “I do not matter?”  She took one step, then two steps toward the dragon.  “How dare you!”

The dragon took a step back, then two.  “But you are just one,” it said softly.  “The evil is overwhelming.”

“You are overwhelmed?” she laughed.  She took another step forward.  “You are able to consume the sun.”

The dragon took another step back.  It looked smaller, frailer.  It didn’t speak.  It didn’t meet her gaze.

“With your power, we can strike fear in that evil.”

The dragon stared at the mountain lioness again.  “We?”

“I will join you.  Release the light and together we will banish the evil and not the light.”

The dragon paused, then lifted its mouth to the heavens and roared.  The light the dragon had consumed was released to the sky above.

The stars screamed when the sun flared back to life.

The mountain lioness unleashed her roar as well, unleashing her fury that she had inside of her, and the sun shone even brighter.

They are still finding evil and bringing the light to scour it from the earth.  If you doubt, go outside on a sunny day and feel their promise and decide if you want to become part of the “We”.

 

Image: kids.nationalgeographic.com/content/dam/kids/photos/animals/Mammals/H-P/mountain-lion-on-rock.adapt.945.1.jpg

Stardust (an acrostic poem)

Simple reactions born of hydrogen and gravity

Taking that simplest of building blocks

And combining into something more and more

Radiating energy with every step

Developing into heavier and heavier thing

Until the sun collapses under the weight of the products

Supernova scatters the remains across space and time

Till you and I were created

 

Image: nasa.gov/sites/default/files/images/144936main_image_feature_532_ys_full.jpg

 

 

Peaches (an acrostic poem)

Perhaps I should contemplate the finer things of life

Envisioning a dream scenario

An ocean front condo right on the beach

Counting the waves as they break along the sandy shore

How I could spend days in that spot, basking in the sun

Eventually I would wake up and wonder what else I could do,

So I’m movin’ to the country, I’m gonna eat me a lot of …

 

Image: upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/9e/Autumn_Red_peaches.jpg

Blessed (an acrostic poem)

Braving the elements, Lawrence left his condo and walked east

Leaving behind the love of his life and his children

Evening was setting in as the sun dropped below the horizon

Smiling with chattering teeth, he soon came upon his destination

Sliding back into the kitchen, Lawrence began washing his hands

Everyone deserved to have a good breakfast to start the day

Determined to bake fresh bread for those staying at the shelter, he began measuring

Summer Sensations

Matt closed his eyes and reached out with his other senses.  The rustle from behind him could be that stupid squirrel that Katie had said stole some of his lunch last week.  At least it sounded the same to Matt.  It had been a week, and to be honest, he hadn’t really been paying attention to exactly how that stupid squirrel had sounded anyway.

Still Matt let his imagination wander just like the critter was doing behind him.  Katie was definitely missing out today.  The smell of freshly bloomed lilacs perfumed the air and amplified the lovely warm feeling of the sun playing along his face.  He broke out into a smile and stood up; knowing his lunch break was almost over.  Matt began to whistle as he whipped out his white cane and began tapping to the beat while feeling his way back to the office.  Katie must have been blind to miss out on an afternoon like this.

I Looked Up (a 100 word observation)

Tonight I looked into the night sky and saw infinity.  I saw the moment when I was born, and the time my parents fell in love.  I gazed upon the day Newton discovered how the stars dance.  I saw a time when this planet was born out of the fiery refuse spiraling around a young star.  I looked up and saw a continuum of what has been in time, and I wondered if my descendants will look up into that night sky and see light from a star that was created as I looked up at the stars and wondered.

Alien Life

I am one of the last of my kind.  Our peaceful existence has been beset by a parasite that does not respect our ways.  They assume we are not sentient because our movements are measured in generations.  I know they have little intelligence since they think in the moment.

We develop thoughts that span generations.  Our memories are ancestral.  I can remember the beginnings of our time on the planet.  I remember the births and deaths of the stars overhead.  When one of us fall we mourn, but we know the memories are imprinted in the next generation.

The life giving sun and thirst quenching rain nourish us daily.  We reach higher and higher as we grow in height and wisdom.  This growth is our biggest strength and our greatest problem.  The tallest and straightest of us are prime candidates for the barbaric practices of the parasites.  They strip off our skin, live in our bones, and grind us into dust.  Some show love, giving us hugs, but they are few and far between.

Still I will strive to grasp the sun.  If the parasites come for me I will dedicate my spirit to the little saplings I leave behind and pray that they are allowed to grow in peace, knowing my memories will become one with the next generation of the trees.