Whiskers

Blessed are You,
Lord our God,
King of the Universe,
for whiskers—
wiggly on rabbit cheeks,
dainty on mice,
captivating on a lion yawning,
cute on a kitten.

Blessed are You
for whiskers on my man,
reassuring to my face
as I lie against him,
warm under the comforter.

Blessed are You,
Lord our God,
King of the Universe,
for being my whiskers,
sensing what lies ahead,
informing my movements,
showing what my eyes don’t see,
ever-faithful guardian.