A poetic journey through my mind

A Cardinal Moment

The sun glows bright behind the night,

My eyes too blind to see,

Until a shining  piece of life,

Flips his tail at me.

Crimson wings slice through the doom,

A candle in the dark,

Fanning the fire within my heart,

That last redeeming spark.

3 responses

  1. I love the vivid imagery you present here…wonderful.
    Peace,
    Siggi in Downeast Maine

    August 16, 2012 at 12:38 pm

  2. yes the imagery is wonderful. 🙂

    August 16, 2012 at 1:33 pm

  3. A cardinal wing caught in the last rays of the sun at eventide can often brighten one up for many nights to come!

    August 16, 2012 at 5:20 pm

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