Kind of Like a Toltec Zen-like Kind of Sonnet Poem

Determinating What I Saw

This morning in the early light of day,
a neighbor’s jet black cat descended from
low branches of an evergreen (that stands
besides my just-filled backyard birdfeeder) with
a snow bird in its mouth. At first I felt
responsible, but then I cursed the cat,
and only after getting past the blackness
of the wild and bleak existence of
each living thing, I saw the sunlight melting
last night’s frost—and knew that as the cat
determined bird, the sun determines cat,
and space itself determines in the end
the sunlight, I determine how that space
and everything within will get determined.

~Son Rivers 2007