Cat boys were playing about. I always wish that there would be a way for me to monitor their every move...how much could they play? The moment I announced to the invisible boys that it was time to pow wow, one peeked from the crack between the two walls...
He sat and assumed the posture of patiently awaiting while his eyes were making an entirely different statement, such as, "I will bite you when we are done".
Seeing those cat feet I realized that I was not expecting the heat, the fruits, the fires, the ocean and all the fun to be had...I knew those. I wanted to be better and I did not know how.
The cat boys meowed in unison:
"Let each morn be better than its eve and each morrow richer than its yesterday..."- Baha'u'llah
They noted that this was one way of looking at the law of creation, that every thing living was moving forward or backward and if one is not moving forward, one will end up in the back, physically as well as spiritually. I did not know whether to marvel at their wisdom or or to pity my own condition, and so I settled to marvel at their wisdom.
We wished for all a morn better than its eve and a morrow richer than its yesterday. They filled their paws with a greater number of kisses, which they blew in the air for you.
Ciao everyone! Happy 4th!