Night at the Cemetry

Daintily I step over the worn out rock and wince

At the crunch of dead withering leaves beneath

The wrought iron gate creaks and sings

The eerie, piercing music of the land of death

The full moon glides over the overgrown tombs

I step into a mysterious and unkempt land

Mausoleums interwoven with grass and gloom

A chill breeze winds through my hair’s every strand

Out of nowhere, a rush of pitch black strikes

I feel the ground rush up to swallow me whole

Heart pounding I open my eyes and spy

The bats that had sent my heart intro drum roll

Gulping I rally and rise up to face my nightmare

When I feel a soft touch on my trembling foot

I am rooted as I feel my heart sink in despair

I looked down and sighed in relief as I understood

A black furry cat, purring and arching against me

And then it looked up with eyes of liquid emerald

Glowing against the velvety black in a wordless plea

Heart melting I bend to pet. But Lo and Behold!!!

My hand passes right through the ephemeral vision

I flee for dear life with my heart in my mouth

Never turning back, never stopping, on a mission

To find safety, sanity and redemption from doubt.