Cardinals & Clouds
The beat of the cardinal’s wings shake the cage
They shake the cage so much I feel the vibrations
Clouds above make shapes in my mind
But the vibrations start blowing them abroad
They take over the sky and turn grey
Everything is cloudy, where is the sun?
In the distance I hear the whistle of the wind
It is ringing and fast and steals my breath
Look at the trees, count the branches
1, I notice the roots are connected to the bird cage
2, the cardinal slows
3, the cage stops shaking
4, the clouds separate
5, the wind stops screaming
6, I feel the grass beneath me
7, I feel the breeze around me
8, the warmth of the sun hits my face
9, I can see a lion in the clouds
10, I can breathe now
The cardinal relaxes and admires the clouds with me
We are all one
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