Cooling Down Time

The tiger touched the water's edge... What wonderment he felt... As if cascading from a ledge, His tensions seemed to melt... The sun was not as harsh or fierce, His coat was not so warm... When hearts feel good, each burden clears And gentle dreams take form. His tender toes walked on soft mud... His muscles eased once more... The water helped to cool his blood, So why should he explore? Heavy's the head that wears the crown, In charge of everything... That's why he stayed and settled down... Relaxing like a king... Blessed by water he loves so dear, Beneath the shady trees... A wise man won't approach him here... Not while he's found some peace... The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Cooling Down Time'.