Past and Present

a blessing for Mia and Ava

One sleeps at your side,pressed soft to your ribs,a steady heartbeat against the ache of the world.

The other walks in silence,through the walls of light,curling around your ankles when the wind is still.

Mia, watcher of the waking day,guardian of the now—you read her eyes and seethat her love is not loud,but full.You are the sunbeam she has chosen.The breath she nestles close to.The one who walks rooms with grace,even when she does not want to be held.

Ava, keeper of the in-between,companion of memory and moon—you are not gone.You are the whisper that stirred the wrong namein just the right moment.You remind her:I am still near. I am still watching.

And so between them—fur and spirit, presence and dream—your heart is kept.Not broken. Not lost.But surrounded.

One lives to see you through the day.One walks the stars to see you through the night.Two cats.One love.Endless.