On A Much Keener Awareness....

the poetess on the grass
offers her set of eyes to the cats
so they may begin to see
the beauty of her lines

when blinded she sees more
of those clouds and flowers
she feels more the waters of the rivers
the songs of the trees
the silence of the nights
those busy days
the ants stepping upon the softness
of the mounds
of sands
beside her feet....