Of slender built is she.

Tall and thin and wiry.

And so limber.

One could throw her around,

she would wiggle and curl in all direction.

Of multiple moods.

Reveal in her expressive eyes.

Most days, she was just okay.

Not really a happy camper.

But a whiner.

One could see her like a little boss.

Unhappy about things.

Wanting her own way.

Asserting herself till she gets her own way.

Her sister, on the other hand,

is less complicated.

Give her a lizard to chase.

And she spend hours in that mindless pursuit.

On walks she does the same.

Her mind and feet going in all direction.

Following scene of wild animals.

Not her.

She is one track mind.

She knows where she is going.

And goes on her destination,

cutting a straight path to it,

undeterred by anything.

I learned a magic one day.

Lay beside her and her spiritual energy,

flows into mine.

I found myself sliding into a state of peace,

and deeper peace, yet deeper peace.

Till I am in a state of deep peace.

I knew then she is possessed of spiritual state.

It accounts for the way she loves meditation.

She would stay with me hours in meditation.

Unmoving, enjoying that peace and bliss.

And that is Mari, my precious furry love.