When the lion woke,

he woke to the eye of the lion master

known to some as Morning Star

and in other seasons as Evening Star;

the ancients called the light Venus,

the goddess of love ...

the goddess of strife.

And there are those who associate it with Lucifer,

the red dragon of dark light. This is wrong

for only the lion, and not just any lion

but Alpha lion, the king, knows his master

who roves the morning sky and in some seasons the evening sky.

Its glow is formed by the embers of one thousand and one souls

of the wildebeests

ascended from the tropical grasslands of Botswana.

It is an omen of bounty

and protector of early risers

as well as those who frolick late into the night.

This is another love story.