I saw a Cardinal ride the wind.
Its glory was a living flame.
I saw it dart across the glade,
And prayerfully I said its name.
No words could adequately tell
The pride I felt in how God made
A beauty rare, a ruby-red.
I knew its color would not fade.
I could not hold such feelings in.
My heart cried out with joy and pain.
The ache grew big inside my soul.
My tears, they mingled with the rain.
A moment with that cardinal bird,
Enabled me to live again.