363. December 29th
The spotlight searches all around,
Left to right, nearer and farther.
Immediately my eyes open wide
As the circle of light reveals a feline figure.
A great cat is taking a stroll
Along the bank of the river,
Smoothly meandering around,
Over the pebbles and rocks it passes.
The coming to a great tree it pauses
Then flowing on its powerful silhouette,
Can just be made out in the darkness
It goes nonchalantly on, unaware of us.