A cave hums into life,

as if filled with millions of bees

Glowing wandering Liongoddess

shines her eyes into the dark,

piercing the imaginary hive

A snarl, a huff, a lick, a soft paw

With retracted claws rises…

Golden fur and honey eyes,

recognition flows with an excited buzz

the cave hums into the night

tightening into alignment

The moon’s stars, and the sleeping sun

and all the light from the passageway

the goddess goes, a step at a time

rays after silvern strings push her up

into the ripped fabric of the world

her golden figure vanishing into the ripple

of her own dreams…

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