Ode To A Sacred Temple Cat

temple catOf all the beautiful legends
so veiled in obscurity,
is that of the Birman cat
that well may be your ancestry.
Born from a history of strife,
on the road to immortality,
your sacred story starts to unfold.
Retracing a twisted ladder of life
along a map of inconclusion
until your trail runs cold.

Centuries ago in Northern Burma
Kittahs swore a life of piety,
ever rapt in contemplation
under sapphire gaze of a golden deity.
O reverent cats with earthly points
body of white and eyes of yellow,
a vessel of transmutation.
A kittah’s soul the goddess appoints
til reborn by a rite of hallow
in a nirvana of pure perfection.

By menace Lama Mun-Ha was stricken
in the Temple of Lao-Tsun,
Sinh his cat guard he did embody
twas how your miracle had begun.
The goddess Tsun-Kyan-Kse Sihn faced,
his coat she turned gold, mitts white, eyes blue,
seven mornings before he died of grief.
O Wonder, all the cats they came in haste
their eyes, coats, and paws all changed too
and surrounded their next holy chief.

However did you get to France?
In nineteen-twenty, two accounts were jotted,
of a pair shipped over the ocean
as their arduous journey was plotted.
The male Maldapour did not survive
but Sita his mate was with kitten,
and from there your family tree branches.
Into my life you did arrive,
and right away I was smitten,
just lucky victims of happenstances.

=^,,^=


Poetry 101 Day 5: Maps tell stories  – whether you choose to write about an actual map, an imaginary one, or just about a particular route that means something special to you. Form: Odes – a laudatory poem celebrating a person, an object, a place etc. any poem celebrating the good qualities of people, objects, places, animals, and personal traits. Rhyming pattern typically ABABCDECDE. Device: Metaphors – A metaphor brings together two terms that aren’t normally connected, yet make sense once they are (its greek roots mean “to carry over”). Unlike its less subtle cousin, the simile, metaphors don’t need connectors like “as” and “like” to link the two things together. They just smash them into each other and hope for the best.

Daily Prompt: A True Saint