Eternal Breath

The air is full of mourning although the years have past, My tears still flow like waves upon a rolling vast ocean; I asked God to take my treasure in his trust for all time, My sweet cat now slumbers in the silent dust. Heavenly angels watch his still soft eternal repose, I go there often and just sit, remember him and weep; A moss draped stone upon the emerald green grass, The only symbol of his existence on this earth. He came to me a stray lost, starving and alone in the world, Filled with utter fear and total distrust for all of mankind; Ever so slowly a loving relationship and an eternal bond, Death is the end of life but the love lives on. I watched his slow breathing all that long, long night, And when the sun rose high, he passed through the gate; In Paradise, I imagine him waiting so quietly for me, One day, I will hold him again to my heart. ___________________________ November 1, 2013 Poetry/Elegy/Eternal Breath Copyright Protected, ID 11-516-691-01 All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France For the Standard contest, Eternal Breath, sponsor, Gail Angel Doyle, Judged 2013 1st Place _________________ Featured poem June 29, 2014