Tara (by Cosmic Egg aka the cat's mother)

 Returned to Anima Mundi 25/01/21

She came. She conquered. She left [26/01/21]

  

I could not take a photograph of

the exquisite softness of your fur

and so your memory is

locked in the pores of my fingertips

 

I could not capture

your comforting animal smell

and so your scent is

sealed in the hairs of my nostrils

 

I could not record the sound of

your stealth, interrupted only by a

discreet cat-lick, and so your silence is

secured in the membranes of my ears

 

I could not forget

your beautiful trusting eyes

and so your soul is

nestled inside my heart

 

Can an image or word ever capture your sheer presence?

Trouble not the heart with this question for it knows your being

No perfect-moment capture necessary

 

The heart is the witness to your true nature

Blessed is the heart that knew you