Star Cat - Paul Fletcher
Gazing at Star.
Relection of who he is.
The wonder of what we are.
Star Cat Gazes.
His image of the stars is his ownself.
His eye a bauble of Creation.
His pupil a galaxy.
His green saucer his inner eye through which he flies.
His whiskers tenous threads of energy to space.
His nose scents and scans the scant empty space.
He longs to leap into those forgotten stars.
He is wired for space.
And in time his evolution will take him there.
Paul Fletcher
Cats Eyes - John Carré Buchanan
He owns the night
that owns the light.
Tapetum Lucidum
and Retina do their work.
Twice seen light
makes night, light;
and light night
means dinner.
John Carré Buchanan