Cat's Claw


There is no finish

no goal

We simply are

Until we then

are one with all

We are

The knitting sleeve

and missing square

The yarn

now twisting in the air

The needles hung

Suspended, still

The cat's claw waits

Upon the sill

And time becomes

Another row

Another thought

While cat will sit

And curl her paw

The world will turn

And turning still

Unravel past

The window sill