Velvet Vigilance
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A guardian emerges, wrapped in gray.
The cat's eyes burn like golden light,
Watching worlds both day and night.
With fur as soft as secret dreams,
And a heart that beats with gentle themes,
It guards the threshold, a steadfast friend,
Until the dawn's sweet journey's end.
The rose hips cluster, red as fate,
A symbol of the love that waits,
In every glance, a story's spun,
Of mystic bonds that have just begun.
In this still moment, we find our peace,
A reflection of the soul's release,
The world's wild beauty, tamed and true,
In the gray cat's vigilant, loving view.