CATepelose Metamorphose
Sonya Atkins
[passionbard@yahoo.com]
encompassed by the world,
CATapult into this life,
the forces that shape
a pearl,
created the soul.
a small kitten,
aimlessly drifting,
finding nothing to grasp,
nothing lingers,
possessing no sense
of reason,
just existing.
Is there a difference between existing and living?
Trying to change.
A beautiful transmogrify.
Shifting the soul into
this matter called flesh,
a shell that houses
the butterfly and the cat.
Once free,
there is no down,
only up.
Once converted,
there is only life.
And Life for the living?
the catepelose is upon
my right shoulder,
considering its reflection,
Me in the mirror of life.
A picturesque view of
events,
and the kitten is upon my
left shoulder,
judging the long awaited
transfiguration.
As I focus,
there sits a butterfly, a cat and
Me.
We are one.
© 1998 Sonya Atkins, all rights reserved
appears here by permission
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