In Search Of A Red Cardinal

That day I saw a red Cardinal

Sitting on the garden chair

Throwing a sombre glance

At things growing around,

As if casting a spell ..

I looked on spellbound

Just a few seconds ..

And the Cardinal flew away.

It left me wondering if 

It was looking for something..

Since then I keep looking out

For a close look at the bird.

Sometimes I see a red flame

Flying past the green trees

Or neatly mowed lush lawns,

Then the vanishing act 

Amidst the criss cross shadows

Of trees swaying in the wind.

How I pine to meet the red coat

Always flashing past quickly

Like a fleeting precious memory.

Never too close never too far

Keeps alive the hope in my heart.

To meet some day and shake hands

With the evasive red Cardinal 

And ask if he too is looking for

The scintillating colours of life

May be hidden in the deep forests

In the sparkling water of rivers

In the flight of an eagle flying high

In the Robin hopping across the lane

In the wanderings of a blue Jay or

Perhaps in the lively songs birds sing.