There Are No Lions Here #MondayBlogs

The mind is a zebra
skittish
poised
to run

Every rustle and every breeze
stalks
hunts
sees its prey

But there are no lions here
no apex,
set to pounce
no predator trapping us

In its hungry gaze
from across
a savanna
in the wilderness of thought

There are no lions here
to disrupt the peace
and so the mind learns its truth
amid the calm – Caroline A. Slee