by Indrani Das
No more head-bumps to greet me at the door
No more furry warmth to make my spirits soar
No more midnight meows and catnip on the floor.
His body in ashes; elements collapsed
Consciousness on a westbound flight Home
And no more paw-prints across the ebb of tides.
And then I hear him call out,
From that space beyond space and time –
“Beloved, why do you mourn this illusory loss?
Look up at the blue skies, and you will see me;
Listen to the sound of silence and you will hear me;
With every breath you will breathe me;
Know the rainbow lights and you will know me
…as you always have”