Small Pieces

Gray wings at morning's light Just before false dawn escapes Streaks of silver in a keyboard sky Pastel flashes in the daybreak Colored mist on spider webs Sewn on like otherworldly lace Hold temporary precious Dewdrop jewels Breathlessly suspended and trembling, Inviolate Over sleeping flower faces... Royal wardrobe incomparable. And Hummingbirds hover in the air All bill and curve in morning haze; Motion without movement Vibration blurring scarlet specks Darting in to taste the sweetness Waiting lambent Deep within the waking blooms. Small pieces Waiting for true Dawn And I am part of all.