I felt connected to this lonely cat
laying on a warm red rock by the ocean
She was looking straight at me.
I looked back, into her being –
For one moment I was the cat
and the cat was me, we shared this
evening as a silent prayer of letting life,
and every pain in it, just be.
Waves were roaring at a near distance
The wind brushing my hair like a large
caring hand, just before sunset, just
before the end, the cat looked at me
one more time; then settled her eyes on the
ocean. I followed her into the storm and
were carried away by this calm, living
inside the waves, that I adore.
This red cat must have a tiger heart
Brave, but too large to fit inside…
(Sirle Körvits, 2017)