In the deep valley where light gently cascades, Where the goddess once graced with her presence, Into the silent woods, her voice pervades, And the cats sway gently, in quiet reverence. With eyes closed, the goddess bared her soul, Beside her, cats sat in hushed repose, Her flowing locks, the wind did extol, As the valley's dry rocks softly arose. The cats trailed the goddess with gentle grace, Her smile akin to stars in night's embrace, As if privy to the world's every trace, The valley fills with her lingering grace. When goddess and cats dance in accord, The valley weaves tales, enchantingly scored, In the deep woods, their bond does afford, A knowing of all, in harmony restored.