O LONELY KNIGHT

The stars are brightly shining. It’s the night unlike any other, when rain washes the land, and the dark clouds enshroud the earth.

Long lay awaiting I have been to see you again. The white, shining fur, the silvery wisps of your tail, under the moon, skipping the sun. It’s been months, and I thought you found your own place to call home, and settle down.

Fell on my knees, when I saw you there, sitting alone, with eyes forlorn, hoping, waiting. All the strength and build that you once had. The shining fur, the glistening eyes, the silver wisps of your tail.

What happened to you? Have you been into the war? Have you lost your domain? Or have you simply made a wrong turn?

I am so glad you remember me. I am so glad you remember the gray stone floor of my porch. I am so glad you remember our home.

Your home too, if you will.

But for now, I know that fear. The fear that I will deal out as much hatred as others do when they see you and the beast that shows.

Though those are the whole different beast in all their filth.

The virus and bacteria that corroded your shining armor, the trials and dry spell that burdened your eyes, the weight of the world that bent your head down.

How do I tell you, that I am none of those?

How do I tell you, that gladness that is all mine, that you come seek me, instead of shunning life, and walk to oblivion?

How do I convince you, to let me touch you, and heal you, and bring you home?

The heart that cracked a little bit deeper, the tears that it is harder to hold, when I saw you turn your back and walk down the stairs, to the road that lays ahead, beyond the reach of my strength.

I know you’ll come again tomorrow. I know you will come again tonight.

Will you let me break that chain, that kept you lonely so long, and free you from your fear? And in both our names, all the oppression shall cease, as we sing those sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus, when you heal.

And the night divine, when you come settle here, and in this home shall we share, a thrill of hope among this weary world.

And yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

~ Josie

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Josie And The Whiskers' Syndicate

The first and only cat refuge in Bandung (West Java - Indonesia) a capital breeder of a nation without animal welfare law. We care for Bandung's unwanted animals, operate a TNR as much as our budget allows, and continue to educate people about compassion to animals

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