MEDITATION WITH ANIMALS
I set my coffee cup on the table,
open the book for lectio divina.
I will not light the candle today
because the north wind blows through the window.
The white cat creeps up onto the table
and asks to be in my lap. I comply.
I open the book. The dog, who has been
asleep on the couch, looks out the window
and sees a rabbit in the yard. She screams
to go out. I set the cat down, cover
my cup with a saucer to keep the coffee
warm, replace the bookmark, and get up to
let the dog out. My husband, who had trouble
sleeping last night, is still asleep on the
porch, so I guide the dog past him, silent.
I hold the dog’s collar till I’m sure
the rabbit has escaped through a holes in
the fence, and I let the dog go. She tears
around the yard. I return to my table
and book, listening for the dog’s call to
come in. The cat settles back on my lap.
I read a sentence, and there is the bark.
I do not cover my coffee this time,
but go through the porch to the back door
and let the dog in without waking my
husband. I give the dog her rawhide bone
dipped in peanut butter and return to
the table, the cat, and the lukewarm
coffee. I read another sentence.