Tantalised by the shadows in which he hides.
A camouflage of tigers eye.
Waiting silently to snare his prey.
The absolute hunter on nature’s prowl.
A secret whisper through the trees.
Alerts the muntjak where he creeps.
Capture he evades today.
A crunch of broken branches underfoot.
For today he lives to see the dawning of another day.
Copyright Olivia Kent 05/10/2013