Two pumas nestled oh so close,
Togetherness with care,
In harmony, as friends not foes,
At peace, this day to share...
Soft breathing, there, no qualms at all,
Contentment, hearts at rest
And not like cats that scratch and maul,
For these two cats were blessed...
Brother and sister, gently stirred,
Tranquil side-by-side,
Transfixed in thoughts that each preferred,
With wisdom as their guide...
Just think, if two wild cats seek peace,
How much, we, too, need this,
A golden time, the day to seize,
In harmony and bliss...
Sometimes we rush like wild cats do,
We scurry near and far,
We worry, yes, the whole day through,
Serenity to mar...
Yet if we simply made the time,
To settle now and then,
We'd find that harmony sublime
And praise the Lord again...
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