mountain leopard
The mountain- an angel in different form, the snow it's wings. The leopard is like a disconnected moon, a wheel of prayer. The male leaves his scent in search of a mate, heaven on earths template camouflaged in nature left by an unknown intelligence. The cat's claws slice into snow, somewhere sawn down trees make contact with the earth as they hit the ground, empty spaces where branches used to be, spaces reserved for the waiting to be born who will help a planet climb towards a new consciousness. The moon reaches the eyes of a pregnant leopard and in the desert those of a sphinx, nature's seamless rebirth as man's arid ideology brings sections of an ecology to the mortal brink. The wind the mountain's unrealised ghost encounters a newly incarnated cub as the moon's clock exhales onto ticking flakes of snow. the moon's ghost is wrapped in furs as it tries to initiate a seance and attempts to push the mountain between world leaders who claim to control the tides, the rains wake an angel sleeping on their glass sky, who will collect the water leaking through cracks as an angel collects the final screams of animals caught in traps. A mother reacts to the pulse of an old prophet with his arms wrapped around the earth, she demonstrates the instructions for survival to her cubs. The mountain is like a lost hand from a clock-the leopards dance will never end, this cat is rarely seen like the fingerprints of mountain which is like a clenched fist.
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