Persian Cat

Otherworldly, yet seems at home on your easy chair.
But sometimes you'll find her honing her claws,
On the bark of an ancient grove,
On a distant moon.

She travels easily between that world and ours.

You're fortunate to have been chosen.
She has seen many other worlds,
Many other sentient species.

As she purrs, her eyes slowly closing,
You wonder how she found her way to this one.

Not everything can be known.