ODE TO MADAME BUTTERFLY  (my pet cat)
 

Your long black shiny fur,
your expressions sublime,
an attitude oblvious to time,
give you the air of royalty, it's true,
but to call you a queen
under-describes you.

To watch you walk with the wind on your feathered tail,
Flowing with the breeze like a silken sail,
Is a privilege to anyone blessed to see
the pure essence of divinity.

Did I mention the way your fur stops
right about the ankle above the paw tops
like Cossack pants,
your tiny feet to enhance
and give  you an unusual gait
that resembles a catapillar dance?

Galloping and clowning
when we go for a walk,
meowing and trilling
with joyous cat talk...
Such love you add to my life through the years.
Such friendship, such comfort with sharing tears.

From you I learn the secret of success
is spending each moment in "beingness".