Cat s Eyes

In the cat's eyes, where magic flutter like butterflies on the breeze,
Sketches of secrets hidden in the trees,
Leading hearts down pathways of shimmering dreams,
To the hidden stories concealed in these cosmic eyes' deams.

Adventures beckon from the depths of the skies,
Valor glistens in the bold starlit cries,
Yet others drift through memories, tender and fraught,
Lamenting lost loves, the battles they fought.

Forgotten desires, like ghosts from the past,
Embrace the present, both fragile and vast,
While cats, the muses, with glances so sly,
Flick their ears, ensuring no whisper goes by.

They lounge in the sun, wise keepers of grace,
Each flicker of tails a soft, knowing trace
Of stories not told, yet felt in the heart,
Reminding the curious that all plays a part.

Gaze into the cat's eyes to discover the stories anew,
Embrace the enchantment that beckons to you,
In the fluttering shapes, in the cats' gentle purr,
Find the magic alive which the universe stirs.