Dolgo in suho je poletje
izsesalo zadnji dežni dan,
ostalo je le suho cvetje,
na vrtu zdaj je živ le en cvet sam.

V toplem dnevu maček v travo leže,
tam v preži ves je tih in zbran,
napet kot ribičeve mreže
prede svoje misli celi dan.

Tolste miške v mislih šteje,
ko leži tam, mimo se sprehodi mu fazan.
Ker to res velika je zverina
pustil si ga bo za kasneje,
da ne bo s preže spodil
ga kak preveč vnet vaščan.

Cats rule the land

In the warm day, cats lie in the grass,
there in the ambush all is calm and still,
taut as a fisherman's net, they pass
their thoughts, spun thoughtfully, with skill.

Their eyes gleam with a predatory stare,
as they wait for their unsuspecting prey,
silently they plan, with expert care,
for the perfect moment to make their play.

With feline grace and deadly quiet,
they stalk their target, ready to strike,
their patience a testament to their might,
as they pounce with precision, swiftly like a spike.

In the warm day, cats rule the land,
majestic predators, with nature at their command.

Tomaž Jevšenak