Right Here

I feel only the cool floor Her soft fur and little pink tongue darting in and out like a shoehorn or flower petal. The housecat melts into my lap Presses her head into the palm of my hand like an almond. Witness to the world Her eyes like spring meadows full of daisies and innocent Her heart, a jar of stars. I breathe deep Rest my chin on her belly and feel the steady rise and fall of her lungs. Her tiny heartbeat The musings of her dreams. How all the small things are large and the new things, incredible. And here Everything is okay.