For the Hummingbird

Here’s a newer poem of mine that I did after Snowflower encouraged me to write about Nature, since the birds and bees are always happy.  While it is about Nature, it’s not exactly happy.  It kind of is Mary Oliver-like, I think, but nowhere near as nice.  Anyhow, here it is:

For the Hummingbird

You do not have to work
at the pace of a hummingbird’s flutter,
even they stop in quiet moments
of the summer heat,
to rest on a wire of our old Christmas lights,
high above any stress from below,
and shaded by trees from the constantly burning sun
that reminds you that the day is ever shortening.
Even the hummingbird rests,
when they know
they have at most
this year to live.

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