The dishwasher washes noisily

 the evening's load

Stoic machine, over 11 years old minimum

The cats explore

The dog sleeps and growls

The cats meow

The tibetan voice teaches mantras

sounds

old ancient pre buddhist songs

I am at peace like a cucumber

 on a branch

 after rain

Ia m serene like a satisfied full stomach

Oh but the cat meows plaintively

I shall thus put down my pen

and play with the beast

He deserves entertainment!

May the rinpoche continue

chanting all the way

through our games

Hop he runs into his tunnel

I may not have to play after all!