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In Memory – Bandit

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 For Bandit

Almost four years ago you came to us
The only black and white kitten
Amongst your orange and white littermates
It was obvious, even then
You were the smallest one of them all
One by one
Your brothers and sisters
Found their furever home
And departed for new lives
Until you, the last one, remained

You didn’t lack for companionship
You were friends with all the other foster cats
Even though they were bigger than you
You embraced Saren the dog
And sought her gentle affections
You were so easily amused
Chasing the red dot from a laser pen
You loved sleeping
At the very top level of the cat tree
Or on top of a pile of laundry
There was never an empty box
That you didn’t try out first
And claim as your personal space
It was amazing how well you fit
All curled up in the big water bowl when it was empty!

We brought you to several adoption events
Despite Ohhs and Ahhs
There always seemed to be more lookers
Than serious potential adoptors
Every time, at the end of the day
You came home with us
We said, someday when the time was right
The right person, family or home
Would be there for you
It really didn’t matter to you
You were quite happy with us
And considered us your home
And we loved you as one of our own

He that created all creatures great and small
Wisely knew better than we did
You were exactly where He wanted you to be
With the exact people He wanted you to be with
For your time on this earth
Was predestined to be short
The holidays were somewhat muted
By the shadow of your sudden illness
Between us and the veterinarian
We tried our best to help you get well
Bravely you tried to forge on living
But your body and spunk were fading
To our great sorrow, all was not enough

I was there at the vet’s office with you
Tears freely falling down my cheeks
As I tenderly caressed your face with my hands
I think you already knew it was time to go
For in these last precious moments
You would not stop rubbing your face against my hands
You made sure I could feel your purrs
Telling me everythng would be okay
I know you felt my tears
When I kissed you goodbye

I gently cradled your face
And held your green eyes with mine
As the veterinarian set you free
So that the last thing you saw as you drifted to the beyond
Was how much you were loved

© L. Kupfer ~

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Born sometime in 4-2007
Crossed 1-4-2011

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Meditation

Meditation
Not some bodacious science
Is the native tool of the spiritual seeker
So essential
To cleanse and balance the chakras….
To reach that serene summit
Of inner stillness
Anchor your feet into voluptuous Gaia
Accept all Her forms
Young maid…mother..crone
Do not dawdle on deep breaths
Steady….inhale…exhale…
Go forward inward

Sight the figure EIGHT on black
Horizontal line dividing in benediction
As subjective and objective separate
Two circles become the sign of SEVEN
Digging into roots of red
Curl the seven into graceful SIX
Softening pulsating passionate orange corners
Swing out six into solid FIVE
Yellow solar plexus pentacle
Bridge of triumph between heaven and earth
Mold five into angular FOUR
Unsinkable green branches
Symbolic of heart-felt candor
Stretch four out into arcs of THREE
Reaching up to poignant skies of blue
Float like a gentle whistle on the breeze
Entwine three into mystical TWO
Third eye coloring shades of violet
Bubble outlines merge into spheres of commitment
Two straightens and stands tall as ONE
White crown radiating universal love
Affirming the tranquil power of oneness
Steady…inhale…exhale..
Go backward and outward

1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8

Return
Refreshed
Renewed

© L. Kupfer

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For Tigger

In spite of you saying
“I’ve been expecting this for a long while”
I knew in our shared sorrow
It was not an easy decision
For you to make
Heartwrenching resolution
To do that final act of kindness
Her furry figure was no longer
Able to curl up close to you
Her eyes no longer gazed up to you
With the soulful innocence of that kitten
She was sixteen years ago
Her once dark striped muzzle
Streaked with white
Still continued to love your touch
To the very end
Together we share the tears today
For we have freed Tigger to the heavens
Where she will keep your mother company
And once more play with her sister Spitfire…
Tomorrow we will rejoice
For her spirit is no longer fettered
By earthly bounds
And will live forever in our hearts

 

 

dedicated to Diana’s Tigger
April 1985 – March 21, 2001

 ©L. Kupfer

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Brush Fire

today
live match
or half finished cigarette butt
tossed somewhere
by a careless fisherman
landed and sparked
on brown pine needles
spewing
white wispy tendrils
drifting higher than
tall pine trees
silhouetted
against tranquil blue sky
we answered
smoke signals
with shovel, hoe, rake
united in sweat and muscle
rake, dig, overturn, pat down
smothering orange glow
with red dirt
black blanket
marking our progress
wide swath
from lake to gate
until
fiery genesis
met successful
obliteration

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©L. Kupfer

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Crystal Legacy

I hold in my hands
Echoes of almost forgotten legacy
Hear me cast my prayer
Into their song
Cleansed in Gaia’s salty tears
Recharged by the full moon
Golden Tiger Eye
Soften my stubborness
Enhance my flexibility
Orange Calcite
I surrender to thy age old
Balncing, healing, unblocking energy
Red Calcite
Aid me in the conquest
Of negative limitations
Optical Calcite
Be my guide in universal connections
Multifacet purple amethyst
Uphold my preseverance
And give me the strength to weather
Storms of impatience
Rose quartz
May thy blessed energy
Teach me to listen to spirit
And deepen my awareness
Beyond jaded edges

© L. Kupfer

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