Do you think I’m pretty?

Do you think I’m pretty?
Me, being clean and stinky all at once?
On my fur, a green weave of textures…
Carrying the sweetness of the California grass (among other things…)

Look into my deep, brown eyes…
Can you see the infinite and eternal?
I know we live on different timetables…
But, let me help you pull back the veil.

The heavens are not difficult and cruel…
They are soft and careful…
Like a sunbathing turtle…
When startled, they disappear into the water.

The strongest of all love is woven into all our souls…
Desiring only for others…
It does not care about ringing cash registers…
Only compassion, patience and forgiveness.

This essence of love ties us together…
It is beyond any book…
It sometimes makes us feel like we are floating above rock and water…
Yes, you and me, we are pretty.

I love you,

Annie