»In the deep dark chasm,
Upon the sides of the walls,
Motion with lightning's shape and speed,
And before it the swift deer falls.
Its color blended ever light,
Gray white and shades of dun,
Streamlined shape and hunter's eye,
And incredible speed to run.
Against a snowy ground,
Imposing yet serene,
The fearsome leopard of the snow,
Can hardly yet be seen.«
-Katrianna Sarkar, planetgreen.org