He sits in my lap
purring away, as is his normal routine.
We greet the morning together
Me with my coffee and laptop,
him with an open attentiveness.
Sure, the creature needs have been met –
he has had his breakfast –
and I already noted my coffee…
But once nurtured and fed,
my kitty always presents himself to me
to demonstrate his gratitude.
There is no other agenda –
just togetherness and
I celebrate this simplicity
and his example.
He is regal in his ability to just be.
It is a treasure to behold.
I take a moment to bow to the Master
and give thanks for his furry presence
Namaste, dear creature.
I can see you.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2019
One thought on “A Teacher in the Midst”
Ah, so sweet! And it is a great spiritual metaphor for us, which is clearly the message here.