In memory of Terra, our beautiful furry friend.

September 1997-March 29, 2012

A little something I wrote...

Little Kitty

Turn around little kitty so you see me waving at you.

I know they are back there crying over your little body.

You feel their longing for your presence and see their tears of deep grief.

Don’t be sad little kitty you can always see them

They won’t always be crying.

Please little kitty, turn to me and you will see you know me too.

Don’t linger in their sadness for they will never recover,

 if they sense you have not moved on.

I know you want to comfort them little kitty, I do too. 

I know you love them so much little kitty, as I do.

Turn to me little kitty for I love you too and together we will love them from here.

Please little kitty just turn your gaze towards me and all will be well, I promise you.

That’s right, turn, turn your gaze my direction. Yes little kitty, do you see me now?

Yes! Little kitty, it’s me!

I see your recognition, I don’t look the same but neither do you my sweet little kitty.

That’s it! Run! Run to me.  My sweet little angel, I love you so.

We will wait and love them, we will play in the heavens, we will smell new types of flowers and hear new types of music.

We will marvel at God’s creations we never saw before.

We will do this together.

And when the time comes, we will be there to greet them when they come home to God.

We will always be together. We always are together, they just don’t remember, but they will.

Look little kitty, they are smiling when they think of us, the tears are beginning to dry up.

Let’s go walk through the fields of heaven while they enjoy a moment of peace.

You see? We can watch them in these heavenly clouds, we can send them love through beams of God’s light.

 Sometimes they will know we are there and sometimes they won’t but don’t be disheartened little kitty, just like us, they will know for sure one day.

Oh little angel! You will soon realize you are not a kitty anymore and will stop batting at these heavenly bejeweled butterflies glinting in the love of God.

Reflections

Those big brown eyes; are they yours or are they mine?
The image of you floating over mine in the mirror.
The words on the screen are not adequate to explain
why it is I am awake.
It is absurd for me to even try.

I stare at the walls of the night time room
I feel you in the reflection of the darkness.
As though I can reach out and touch you but
it is absurd to even try.

I close my eyes and I follow my heart
to a space of light where you are.
It is like trying to find you in the vastness of the universe.
It is absurd for me to even try.

Yet your presence is somewhere shimmering off of the air
right next to my skin, in my hair.
I feel you whisper but there are no words.
The tension builds inside of me from lack of understanding,
it is absurd for me to even try.

That vast void that once seemed to be my eternal destiny
is being filled by your unknowable reflection,
the reflection of you that I can not hold.
The void was the size of the universe and that is where you now dwell.
Do you think you can fill it?
It is absurd for you to even try.

But I don't want you to go
I don't want you to not try.
I will look at your eyes in the mirror;
live life so you can look through mine.
It would be absurd for me not to try.

I will reach out in the darkness
feel your hand on mine
even though my body denies it
my heart would be broken if I believed that...
it was absurd for me to try.

I will listen to your whispers
despite my not hearing what you are saying,
I will watch the dancing lights
and hope it is you
it would be absurd for me not to try.

How absurd of me to think I can
reconcile such opposing absurdities.