The snow leopard prowls through the night, Graceful and fierce, a majestic sight. Her fur, a coat of purest white, Glistening in the moon’s soft light.

She moves with stealth, a silent glide, Her eyes, like jewels, gleaming with pride. The wind whispers secrets in her ear, Guiding her path, without any fear.

The snow leopard’s heart beats strong, As she journeys through the mountains long. Her paws, like velvet, touch the ground, Leaving no trace, no sound.

The snow leopard’s spirit, wild and free, Roaming the land, where none can see. She is the queen of the snowy peaks, A creature of beauty, that nature seeks.

The snow leopard, a symbol of grace, A creature of wonder, in this wild place. She embodies the strength of the land, A true marvel, that we must understand.