Cardinals – A Poem by Brandon White

Hello Friends, the following free verse poem arrived this morning. I’ve been giving a lot of thought to time and death and the parts they play in our lives. Since the passing of my Father, my Mother, Wife, and I have all had experiences that led us to believe that we were perhaps being acknowledged from the other side.

To say I wrestle with my belief in such things would be an understatement. I’ll let the poem speak from here. Thank you all for your continued support. I hope you enjoy the piece.

Cardinals:

On a slow and winding road,
I spoke to you for the first time 
in months

The type of open-hearted 
confession known only to those
unsure if they're being heard

I saw a documentary about
signs from the other side
and I want to ask, but I'm hesitant

I think of Cardinals
and pity myself for talking
to the dead

A flash of red past
my windshield makes me smile
and shake my head

I slow for a fast-approaching 
curve, see six cardinals 
watching from the roadside

and weep for the power
of my doubt


-Brandon White