A verse to end the moonbeams......


The Benefits of Betrayal


A lioness, proud walks with her brown cub,
Her golden fur shining bright. 
She thinks back to the days gone by,
 and smiles and roars spiritedly.
For though the fair cub let her go,
and though the cheetah forgot that her life had an immense contribution from the lioness,
She realised that God had never let her down and never will,
Because all she was and all she had was a gift of the Lord.
She remembered with delight the time she helped the drake find his duckling and when she nursed the neighbouring territory's cub like her own, when he lay fatally wounded.
The times when she'd let many a musk deer go,
The times she'd faced the elephant with tusks of death;
She stopped listening to the "not-so-wise" owl and took her own decisions and maneuvered her ship to safety.
Her brown cub who'd turned out quite fine was largely attributed to her own efforts, and herself, she had happiness sublime because she'd become one with the sun, the moon, the stars and the trees, and kindness had become second nature to her.
So there she stands, atop the cliff, stronger, sharper, wiser and more independent, enjoying the benefits of betrayal.