Cardinal on Snowy Branches by Helen ONeal
Study in Scarlet
by Michael Escoubas
I’ve always had
my favorite place
a space of rest
that satisfies
my tired soul.
Overnight
snow amassed
on barren branches
and lay in fluffs
and whitened puffs.
I fixed my glance
upon the flame
so red
the branch
began to glow.
I barely moved, careful
not to alarm
a single feather
or onyx pouch
or orange beak.
Standing still
I savored warmth
a taste of grace
that filled a vacant space
found, in my soul’s favorite place.
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