The cat curls into a ball
as does the dog. We pull our
knees to our chest—turning
inward, traveling in time back
to womb when everything
was copasetic—now we’re
blind with brilliance expanding
into the open –our next stage
of evolution? Light streams
from billions of cells like stars
in our galaxy.
I love that this powerful journey of a poem includes a dog and cat. Mine will be in my evolution, no doubt. 🙂
Thanks!