The heart of a lion is that of royalty
that of an entity that owns the space 
it inhabits, as it walks through the desert
with its magnificent mane as a symbol
of its maturity and strength.

The heart of a lion is that of an entity
economical with its movements; that spares 
no motion for the unworthy, only springing
into action when prey worthy of catching 
crosses its path.

The heart of a lion is that of an invincible 
beast, a beast that obeys its nature and lives 
the life it deserves whether long and plentiful
or short and brutal; however, the heart of a lion 
doesn't care what life it lives but does simply that
. . . lives.