In the snow lies a tiger

In the snow lies a tiger,
prawn on his face
installed in his silence
he whispers a gace

of miraculous wonders
of love and of pain
oh, teach me tiger
how i can gain

a moment of sharpness
of awakened dreams
a moment on the hunt
we'd had forgotten, it seems.

Oh, teach me tiger
teach me once moor,
how i will find
the only red door,

where lies behind
a room full of tiles
and i will step in
and listen for some whiles.


Intent.