She was a still shadow
Her bright cloak, midnight shining
Her eyes shone like coals
Watching unseen souls
...
Whispers of “You don’t belong ~
Escape while still you can, ”
Echoing against my ear, begging me to listen
...
And for moment stop and pause, maybe wonder
find the cause.
The forests are gathering; the waters, plotting.
it will come.
...
When countless winds have passed us by,
and watching, hidden, bluebirds sigh,
one begins to wonder
just what the world might mean.
...
Shadow Cat
She was a still shadow
Her bright cloak, midnight shining
Her eyes shone like coals
Watching unseen souls
From her they’re always hiding.
A dancing shadow
Flying across the floor
After the spirits, chasing
There’s nothing she loved more
Than the spying, pacing.
A dancing shadow
She sprang with laughter, joy
Her sharp claws to them, clinging
They, her favorite toy:
Across the room, flinging.
She was a still shadow
Hiding in darkness, thinking
To them she consent
And left them, content
A young cat, winking.