Sensory Observation Encounter

Staring out the window at sky blueness,

observing the unblinking air,

imbibing impermanence with a detached swish of tail.

Listening, letting go lightly

insane numbers of ear hair antennaeing changes of tone and pitch, emotions of a household caught in the struggle of life.

soundbites that touch you, and roll off Zen like,

you sit in bread loaf pose getting by, letting go.

Breathing being with Earthling ears.

ancient green eyes, staring into the middle distance, sublime whiskers let the breeze be the breeze.

You wear your grey and black and brown and white like a cloak of black hole, (mysterious, unknown, forceful) syncing the rhythm of the stars in a soft purring.