Cats move in a certain synchronicity.
Yours comes to lie beside you on your pillow,
And mine comes to lie beside me.
They purr in stereophonic felicity.

The happy buzz aligns my brain
To cosmic righteousness.
A light inside is dancing to
A joyful refrain of sleep and dreams.

And Peace resigns,
And something even better takes the helm.
My sails have caught a sturdy wind.
They are full, and my ship is moving
In the right direction,
Once again.

-jenn