Hi all, 

    The lives of the rogue lions have always fascinated me. They spend 
there lives searching for that elusive home that they may or may not 
find. I wrote this poem the other night that I think fits the life of a 
rogue lion. 

Endings 
by 
Jim Cady


Reaching the end of the line
the sun setting on the years.
Night is falling fast
leaving you alone with your fears.

Wondering how to go 
I blindly choose my trail
and begin the journey of years
content that I won't fail. 

I'm sure there will be pain
there always is in life.
I pray I may bear it well
and pass safely through its strife.

Along the way I met those
who were very dear to me.
Some journey with me still,
others have passed beyond what my mortal eye can see.

I truly miss their company
and pray that they are well.
Their voices still echo in my memory 
like some distant mournful bell. 

Perhaps we shall meet again
in that place where all trails end. 
In that place where we all come together
at life's end. 

Until I reach the golden place
I continue walking my way. 
In search of that home
where I may forever stay. 

The path grows dark
and the end is near. 
I've found that home
there is nothing to fear. 

For an end is a beginning
and a beginning is an end. 
And we lonely shepherds 
with infinity to tend. 



I hope you all enjoyed it. It is always fun sharing with a group of such 
wonderful people. Good night everyone. 




                                        - Jim Cady -
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                                       ICQ# 16614899


Jim Cady Honorable Member of the Pride Keepers
"One thing nothing can destroy, is our pride deep inside we are one!"

"Faith manages." - JMS