KARMA 

I knew a Cat once
Who continued long after
	To look Lost
	Many years after I had Found Her.

When it Cried,
I could not stop it
	And thought then
	Instead I must weep with it.

So too I fought to mitigate
Its secret terrors
	But this only opened fresh nightmares
	Wherein we both screamed uncontrollably for hours.

What part of life had left it so incurably bent
That no action or compassion on my part could successfully straighten?

Sadly, I will never quite
Know if it Loved me

Or knew of the effort I made to connect it

To at least one moment in time that would make it all worth it.

When it died,
I felt I'd lost something nostalgic I'd never touched before,
I mourned for a song whose melody
Had never been sung before.

Will it ever know what it left behind
Something that loved it enough to want
	To go with it

Some part of me that left also
Because it couldn't Live without it.

I hope it found what it always searched for and wanted.
Only then can it begin
To know that in this Life
it was undeniably Needed.

I knew a Cat once.

If miracles exist,
I would like to think
	it even knew Me.

Perhaps now can she be Healed
Once GOD looses himself Inside Her.