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A Hummingbirds Tale
A HUMMINGBIRDS TALE I rode upon a Hummingbird’s wings. There were no ropes, there were no strings In a slow blink of an eye, we slid across a windless sky arriving before a open flower like rain dropping from a springtime shower. We stood still hovering before some captive scent. There was no cost there was no rent, as nectar flowed through hollowed tongue and pollen flaked upon her beak she moved but little, but soon would seek another flower’s seductive call, although it did seem that time stood still at the space in between. And then like a laser beam she zoomed on her way to glean the sweet juices of a fresh new bouquet And as I watched in prodigious awe, I tried to refocus on what I just saw. My thoughts grew alive in a meditative muse in a haze my mind would ask quite confused how 60 flaps per second in logic could ever occur as a billow of feathers surged forth like a blur scouting out a aroma that would claim her attention Oh by the way, did I ever once mention While alone with my hummingbird I sensed a whisper from above was guiding his creation with mystical love. C.A.K. 5-10-2014
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