If I told you hawks' secrets,
Should you listen...
If I whispered willow shadows,
Would you listen...
If I sang the ice of fire,
Could you listen...

A cat lay soft on garden wall.
A cat then gently slept.
A cat play-pawed the dawn
A cat Night's ending kept.

If I spoke the sands of Sun,
Would you turn away...
If I chanted mist to life,
Could you turn away...
If I laughed your nightmare fears,
Should you turn away...

A cat lay soft on garden soil.
A cat so gently slept.
A cat once purred into the Day
A cat had playfully kept.

Listen, listen, listen...
I heard the cat
Call my name...


*Note: Thanks to Margaret Craven's book, 'I Heard The Owl
Call My Name'...this last line is owed to her....

elysabeth faslund

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-hear-the-cat-listen-listen/