there is a
black and white
cat up in a tree.
she can get
down if she
wants to, but
for now she
is perfectly
content to sit
and lie across
a wide high branch
in the sun and
see what all
the birds can
see. that dog,
the other
cats, a mouse.
she is stepping
outside herself
and being still,
perspective
being everything.
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