My cat, Arjuna, is aging out.
Her kidneys now weak,
she has started
her mortal decline.

Mind wants to call it death.
Emotions want to wail and cry (which I did for bit).
Both could easily lapse into a sad lethargy
where all is lost.

However, the Beloved shows me a better path:
I am to supervise these thoughts and emotions,
my own children of light,
direct them to the truth,

rather than the lie
we’ve been taught
through a million
incarnations.

When I transport into the Radiance,
all birth and death disappear into the oneness,
where my cat friend and I
live together in the essence of God.

Here,
now
and forever —
in eternity.

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