A Black Cat

I sat alone

On that broken bench

To view something new,

But no new

Only the black cat in the corridor,

With white eyes on my face,

Frightening and frightened.

I smiled at him/her.

Then that came to me.

As the world is hurled at me.

What is a cat?

I asked myself.

Is it the fear that God created for the human?

Or is it the goddess of mystery in this world...?

Let me ask him/her.

I turned to ask it.

But that is nowhere...

Is it gone?

Never came to me in reality?

Was I dreaming?

Somebody said: ' No'

"That is the Black Cat "