Cardinals Fly In

Cardinals fly in

To my feeder late each day

Splendid ruddy hues

Humid, thick, sticky

Almost a sea fog each morn

July in the tropics

Turquoise looking glass

Waves rolling gently to shore

Tinkle of sea shells

Thick, sheeting rainfall

The cloud opened up and sobbed

Cleansing nature’s soul

Periwinkle sky

Pink, orange, lilac skyline

Daybreak or nightfall?

Kristin Sadler 2012