The Fable of Leopard and Zebra

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“The landscape dresses in African colours.
The sky uses light rose and Verona light blue, at sunset.

Abruptly, walking far away from the group set,
A zebra breaks the route.

White and black, her suite is cute.
Nobody knows who draw her blouse.

The eyes in alert, the nerves are prepared.
The muscles are strong, the legs are narrowed.

In the meanwhile, the leopard sees banquet.
Elastic bronze, his skin is sand coloured

With obscure spots. He is a vanquisher.
Odorous sweat, the leopard is a beast.

His strength is known and so his dinner feast.
The leopard jumps like an acrobat

An acrobat reader.
He reads the signals and selects the exact instant.

Then shocking air, he is over the victim at once.
A pirouette, a whirl from the tall tree

Where he has been unseen.
In black and white, the meat is promising but…

The zebra escapes through the landscapes.
She has perceived the jeopardy

And, with ability
She has selected to wait but no near the tree with lowest twigs.

We need to learn from zebras skill. It saves them from predators.
They are not frightful, they are anticipators.” ~ Maria Cristina Azcona