Upon tentative approach,
others see a tigress fierce
pacing the perimeter.
Many turn and back away
from the pulsing jungle of
her heart.

Within: wild variety,
rising treetop canopy,
tangled vines traversed. Shade cools
hot passion’s pain plain to see.
In central clearing, monkeys
chatter.

Through her flows a twisting brook
where she goes to dream when world
has worn her down. There, spirit’s
higher thoughts and feelings pure
coalesce to form crystal
promise,

And she discovers daily
fresh wonders, wonders daily
about wide discoveries yet
to be made, thinks of that
adventure she imagined
would be.

Golden eyes ever roam,
on guard against those who would
invade sacred garden or threaten
life endangered, that which she
protects and nourishes inside her
jungle heart.

Ferocity, gentleness:
both are hers in equal measure.
She moves with prowess
from world without to world within –
one she waits to share
with him.

* Inspired loosely by Robert Jude(Ace) Forese’s “Jungle in His Mind”