Indian Waterfall...

The tiger plodded wearily Towards the waterfall, In search for its serenity, Its tranquil miracle... And when the water touched his toes, He stood there feeling great! Joys felt that each tiger knows With cause to celebrate... He splashed the water straight ahead, As playful as he could, With ripples forming till they spread, Just doing what each should... Cause and effect and nothing more Except for beauty shown, Such that it thrilled him to the core, The purest thrill he'd known... Forgotten all the days he'd lived, His memories far behind, For now receiving of God's gift, Forever proving kind... They say that water does such things, Though how's a mystery, That cannot stop the joy it brings To even such as he... Denis Martindale October 2017. A poem based on the magnificent Stephen Gayford wildlife paintings. Google search phrases gayford prints and Stephen Gayford poetry and also for Heaven and Earth Designs...