The image shows a leaf-strewn flight of stone-cut steps descending into a hole in the ground. Poised to ascend…or descend… is the dark silhouette of a strange figure…
An ancient creature whose face is hidden
Behind the mouth of a cave
The sound of footsteps
Is his home about to be invaded?
If captured, he would become a specimen
In a zoo.
It’s life, but not as he knows it
Nor wants it to be
He cannot run or blend in with the garden
He lives in
A secret place he believed would shield him
Keep him safe
Footsteps too near now, his heart pounding
Is it men with a gun as he had seen years ago?
When he had been left as a baby to fend for himself
Too small to be seen
Not this time, it is a female of his own kind
He cared not where she came from
His loneliness is over
Now he will block the inner opening with boulders
So, they will be free, safe to live their own way.