‘Hide And Seek’ ..A poetry piece on— ‘how I met my sly cat?’
Hiding in plain sight,
Was this sly little cat—
A voice in my head hissing;
“You’re lost and I’m here to find you
I’m here, look at me
You’re looking for me and that’s all you need.”
I stop in the middle of the day,
as I hear all this in a muffled voice;
Almost unrecognisable those words.
Just a soft empty sound that stays-
In the middle of my coffee break;
In the traffic, amongst loud honking;
While watching my dog breathing.
It’s there with me this presence of a peace,
A sort of feeling like being watched.
It’s not the creepy-being-watched;
No! No! Not even stalker alert!
It’s just a sense of warmth and a sense of relief.
I feel home in the middle of the day,
Sitting in this room and this bed I call mine
I suddenly get this urge to let time just float away and watch it still.
Hiding in plain slight
Was this Sly cat—
Every time I went looking for it
And tried to grab it;
Slipping away like sand the soft fur
Leaving behind empty spaces,
Empty minds, for noise to fill in.
Will can put up a fistful fight,
And force is just vain;
It stealthily settles next to your back
Just when you’re not desperately looking.
I tried and tried and failed;
Failed at giving it a permanent space.
I just wanted it to feel home, in me;
But it had his own ways,
His own ways of making his presence felt;
His own ways of being.
So I began to meditate.
Hiding in plain sight
Was my sly little cat—
Well he’s my pet now
And I call him peace.
Hide and Seek
31st December, 2019
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