I can't describe the mystery of healing -
I only know the feeling
Of crying into my cat's fur -
Like my own solitary cloud.
And hearing her rolling purr -
Like all life is silent
Apart from her way of breathing.
That a form of prayer
Is listening to the rhythms of the other world -
The angels with claws.
LJ Ireton 2023
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