Periwinkle's Purr, Pastoral

In apogee and perigee the moon

Still waned and waxed and all the seasons changed

And nothing happened late nor came too soon

With roses mostly painlessly arranged.

And Sue now viewed the world as with new eyes,

With scales and blind bits mostly dropped away;

She saw the world robed in its proper guise,

And to her purring cat had this to say,

“It happened in that moment, oh my sweet,

My hand withdrew just in that instant when

Your mouth closed on that evil poisoned treat –

For that good moment I now say amen.”

That’s what she said, not what she truly knew:

In truth, our Sue could neither stir nor brew.