facts

Cats do not know it is Christmas. 

They don't know about the little baby or the endless exchange of currency. No hopes dashed.  No busy stores and no need to reach out and no invitations to accept or decline and no special clothes. 

Cats do not bother with any of that.

divinity

a quiet day to see what might be

events on the horizon

a garbled changing frame from before

but here in this soft evening light

I am somewhere outside of time and need

expecting nothing

noticing more

this strange, true beating human heart

bright, enormous

divine