A cat came drifting
On my porch from the outside cold
And with eyes closed, drinking
Warm milk from my bowl
Thought, "Nobody hears me, nobody hears me
As I crept in so soft
And nobody sees me, nobody sees me"
As I watch six steps off
Like the peacocks wandering the walkways of the zoo
Who have twice the autonomy the giraffes and the tigers do
Saying, "No one can stop me, no one stop me
No one clips my claws
Now everyone watch me, everyone watch me
Scale these outside walls"
Oh, you pious and profane
Put away your praise and blame
A glass can only spill what it contains
To the perpetually plain and the incurably inane
A glass can only spill what it contains
What new mystery is this?
What blessed backwardness?
The Immeasurable one is held and does not resist
Struck by wicked words and foolish fists of senseless men
The Almighty One does not defend
I'm halfway listening to what she thinks she knows
We're like children dressing in our parents clothes
Saying, "Nobody knows me, nobody knows me
No one knows my name
Nobody knows me, nobody knows me
Nobody knows me"
I half-heartedly explained
But gave up, peacefully ashamed
A glass can only spill what it contains
We went through Portugal and Spain
And in her mind the entire time it rained
A glass can only spill what it contains
What new mystery is this?
In overflowing emptiness
The invisible is seen among the shadows and the mist
Before my doubting eyes
The infinite appears and sighs
The unquestionable is questioned
But makes no reply
What new mystery is this?
What new mystery is this?
What new mystery is this?
What new mystery is this?
What new mystery is this?
My Rabbi, my lips betray with a kiss
What new mystery is this?