Tiger

The tiger runs, jumping on prey
A hunter shoots
The tiger struggles
I want to help
But somehow I cant move
I can only watch
I silently cry
The color fades from his eyes
The hunter leaves
Without the skins or meat
I run and lie down by tiger
As he struggles to stand
Death grasps him
Will not let go
He growls then looks
Into my eyes
And he seems to say
Help Me
I can't
I wrap my arms around his neck
Not scared of being hurt
He doesn't seem to mind
As he tries to tend his wounds
I cry and cry
I drift to sleep
I see tiger
He says to me
"Your love set me free"
I awake to find tiger gone
Paw prints on the floor
I cry, but not of sadness
Only tears of joy
My love for the tiger
Was more powerful than
The grasps of death itself
I look and I see
In the brush
A tiger hunting prey
Yet it stops in its tracks
Just to look into my eyes
Then it runs into the forest
Forgetting its prey
Beautiful, Graceful, Care Free
And I cry at the beautiful sight