The Beauty of the Cardinal

He landed in the tree the two of us were sitting under a lonely cardinal…red Immediately we began to wonder: Is that a relative whose dead? Because we both are aware of the platitude when you see a cardinal near you should be filled with gratitude it means an angel has appeared. The platitude does not say with any certainty (Which in the end I think is a plus) as to which relative that might be It leaves that decision up to us. I closed my eyes…without a care and in that moment I felt glad glad there was a cardinal there to make me think about my dad I looked over at my wife happiness on her face shown as the person with whom I share my life was lost in a memory of her own. We sat in silence as he flew away not a word between us….said certain he had other visits to make that day.. our lonely cardinal…red. For is that not the beauty of this bird? Is that not his destiny? To appear silently…without a word and awaken a memory.