The cat sleeps through the day.
He lives under the night.
Brewed gloomy ale for a gourmet:
Cool wind, space song in the dim light.
The cat is wise —
He didn’t make
The same mistake,
Like humans, twice.
He catches in his paws:
Sincerity’s Moonflower,
It lives by Nature laws,
It blossoms for an hour —
At night.
A lonely, honest and
Enchanting flight.
Cat gives away the morn
To bring the evening in
For bright guests who adorn
The sky —
Moon, Jupiter, come in!
The Cat
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