Where the Red Cardinal Flies

Ah to see a mist over the land this fine and beautiful morning
Something so pure that came with no warning

I’m out here, among where the red cardinal flies
In these sacred moments where my worry dies

I’m out here where the dear have no fear to exist
In these sacred moments where I’m happy just to be among their midst

I’m out here where you’ll find the yellow finch
In these sacred moments where I don’t need a mile, but instead just an inch

I’m out here where you’ll find hot air balloons across the sky
In these sacred moments where moments happen but I don’t feel the need to ask why

I’m out here where you can hear the blue birds sing
In these sacred moments where I’m reminded of what beauty life can bring

Life can be so overbearing
We have to take a step back to start caring
Remember moments with you and yourself are the perfect pairing

Don’t get caught in the rush of the tide
Remember what it is that you have tucked away inside
For moments like this, you need no guide
Just buckle up and embrace the flawless ride

Take a look over those Appalachian foothills
Just the graze of the parklands and her thousands of acres of rolling hills
Oh life, let their ever present existence always give me chills