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Gentle yet beautiful,
His moon like gaze matches mine.
Kindly he watched me,
From a top a bright hill of Green.
Silently he ushers me forward.
I reach with bare hands to grasp his main.
I inhale the sweet essence of wild flowers from his fur of gold,
Caress the soft curve of his back,
Enjoy the calmness he brings me.
I feel his heart pulse under a furry sheild,
As deep in his throat echos a purr.
I embrace the large yet handsome cat,
Not willing to release the tenderness of the moment.
How beautiful he was.
How proud he stood.
As should the Saviour of Narnia.
I lean closer to this King of beasts,
To whisper a smooth word.
In acknowledgement he pulls free from my grasp,
To face the vivd open lands.
He bellows a mighty roar!
Bushes, trees, and grass alike sway in wounder.
Releived in the powerful triumph he brings.
And thus should be the way of the lion, Aslan.