Open Window - October 25, 2010

Open Window

A cardinal is looking in my open window

Searching for his beloved sky

I can see his eyes in the morning glow

Can tell that his wings

Are aching to fly

I can feel a whispered breeze calling out to him

So why does he continue looking here

Instead of lighting there on yonder limb

Is he merely confused

Or full of fear

I dare not utter a single, solitary word

Or move an inch, you see

Recognizing a kindred spirit in this bird

Looking here in my window

Searching, just like me

I am staring at the world through an open window

Always, searching for my beloved sky

One day when I find what I seek, I will go

Spread out my wings

And swiftly fly

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010