A magical kitten on the side of the path in the soft afternoon sun.

This afternoon, when I stepped outside the house, the daylight was softening. There was a red glow in the western sky. As soon as I looked, I saw a small white kitten among the weeds and piles of stones on the side of the broken path in front of the house. There was not a single speck of dust on its body, its fur was pure white. Only a few brown spots on its head and near its ears. Seeing such a small creature made my heart feel better in an instant.

At first, it sat curled up on the stone. It was as if it was still, like a meditative statue. As soon as I moved forward, its meditation was broken. It slowly opened its eyes and looked at me. Its eyes were somehow sad and magical. It seemed as if it was looking at me, but there was no fear in its gaze, only a strange curiosity. It seemed to be saying who you are. I was standing still. Then I saw the kitten get up from its place. He walked closer to me. This time, he was completely visible. It was as if he had set out on an expedition, trampling the grass, dry leaves and stones in front of him, and he was walking fearlessly. His body was completely straight. There was a sense of alertness in his walking. He was also looking back as he walked. It seemed as if he wanted to take me with him into his world of play.

I followed him for a while like a bewitched man, but the cat suddenly disappeared behind the bushes on the side of the road. Maybe he had run away after seeing an invisible enemy or had a secret place to hide. But for that short time, his presence swayed in my mind. This gentle form of the cat created a strange contrast in that rough environment by the road. The experience of watching this small creature play in the midst of nature is truly wonderful.