“Peep”-ing & Chirping Cardinal

In hues of crimson and grace, she perches there,
A young female Cardinal, a vision rare.
Against my window, she softly peeps,
Intriguing, her presence, secrets she keeps.

Her feathers, a tapestry of vibrant red,
A symphony of colours, by nature spread.
Her eyes, bright beads of inquisitive gleam,
In them, a world, a whispered dream.

As I ponder, what tale does she bring?
What melody does she wish to sing?
Does she carry a message from skies afar?
Or simply seeks solace, under twilight's star?

Perhaps she's a harbinger of love's sweet embrace,
Or a symbol of hope in this transient space.
Her presence, a reminder of nature's profound,
In every chirp, a whisper, a sound.

Oh, lovely young Cardinal, perched by my side,
In your silent gaze, mysteries abide.
What secrets do you carry, what stories untold?
In your fluttering wings, a message unfolds.

So I'll cherish this moment, with you by my pane,
A fleeting encounter, not to be in vain.
For in your presence, I find solace and grace,
A delicate reminder, of life's gentle pace.