Cat on the Hill

The cat sits
Unblinking
Stationary on the hill
Dreaming ages past,

Rising wind sounds the Sidhe
Riding to their Great Hunt
Harness bells tinkling
Hounds baying
Horns calling, calling
Distantly lost,

The cat blinks
Then yawns lazily stretching
Saunters to his fireside
And home below.

©2019 Maggie Grimes

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