In the shadows, the feline stares
Eyes aglow with starlit wisdom
A question so deep it absorbs light:
"Do I dream of galaxies, or do they dream of me?"

Wandering through tangled cosmic whiskers,
Each strand a truth yet to unfold,
I ponder: is time a tether, or are we the tethered?
"Caught in the purr of time itself."

Once I viewed the universe through the eyes of a cat
Now the cat sees beyond horizons unheeded by man,
Is this the mirror that reflects nothing, or all?
"Nebula, nebula solid in the void."