We Sleep As Cats Do

I feel emotions hard. Usually, new things make me crazy. I always seem to bend and shift and make myself different to accommodate exciting newness. But, dear reader, have you ever felt that something was completely right?

I have.

And let me tell you. It’s an incredible feeling. There’s no need to alter yourself to a new reality–this thing just fits in perfectly. A path opens up, a person shows up, new information is introduced into your life. But it doesn’t Change you–it’s just there alongside you.

I wrote a poem about this feeling because it felt important. It goes like this.

We Sleep As Cats Do

Things that make sense do so quietly.
There’s no fuss to what is right
To what has always been
Behind one veil or another

It simply settles in the chest
And we go on

–Taking it with us

Past the window, now bare–and we–
The ones who cast the drapes aside
Sleep as cats at the foot of it

At the foot of the glorious sun