by Irene A
Without a sound they enter our lives
Sleek slender bodies stalking
A new life bound to an old spirit
Creeping through the grasses of our souls with burning eyes
Sharpening their claws on the bark of our hearts
Soft silent pads walking in and out of our lives
Quietly haunting the corners of our existence
With hearts of cedar and sage they come
Inviting us along on their journey through time
With eyes of fire they mold us into their slaves
Allowing us to join their cosmic voyage
They bless us with their presence, an eternal presence
Touch us with their love
And in a whisper they are gone
Floating flying fleeting through the universe
Moving traveling shifting through space and time
And we are left earthbound
Heavy as a mountain
Our hearts forever scarred by their claws
Our souls burned by their eyes