Transcending what comes natural


I remember that day
when the sky
was painting green,
and I also saw the craziest thing
I had ever seen.

A big ole’ raven,
perched up on a limb,
squawking out loud
and looking down at him.

A very pretty kitty,
looking up at that bird.
I had a feeling it was not
the first time they’d conferred.

Frolicking on the ground,
a rolling ball of feathers and fur,
a messy mass of fury and sound,
I was terrified for him and her.

But as it turns out,
these unlikely friends
were just enjoying playtime.
A loving scene
that lifts and transcends,
what comes natural, to the sublime.

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