Imperial Bengal Tiger

Rows in a forest of birch wood
creating an interesting mood
what I’m seeing is truly a wonder
a beauty beyond the blue yonder

morning sun keeps shining through
a charming dawn, the sky so blue
yet I travel to a world I never knew seeking a slender beauty and that’s just true

just for a short little glimpse
the long miles I’m willing to trek
braving past the trees with limps
then comes the shores of shipwreck

pause just to pleasantly ponder
when there’s rain and thunder
this nature, a beast to surrender
yet a mystery appearing only in September

at shipwreck shore by the cove
a sight of thousands little doves
charming birds flew in the droves
among the is the beauty that so many loves

she walks to the jagged rocks
pounded by the sea of all sorts
she has had some hard knocks
through the channel she yearly teleports

Beneath sweet peached skies
Morning wipes the silvery dew          
tears’ out of her droopy eyes              
her long shadowed fingers linger  

edge closer, I sense she’s in danger
blood gathers, pain turns to anger
will she react to a lurking stranger
I brace the odds and will save her

reckless sense of duty of a mountain ranger
Yet I’m motivated by the beauty of a mysterious stranger
broken, beaten and scarred, there’s an imminent danger
majestic creature, the wild imperial Bengal Tiger