The Call of Shambala

Walk my tiger - walk with pride,
secure are your friends
lion and leopard,
waiting no more.

Freedom has come,
their fate well known,
in loving care - in giving hands.

Sleep, oh wild ones -
rest in appreciation
of gifts of life,
rescued from a different fate.

Your destiny flows
with the grace of angels
here on sacred ground -
in heaven's image
called Shambala.

- Nancy Stokes-Shewchuk