Moments move our emotions, our life

How can I move like time

I am a humble hummingbird

Hovering over flowers until I am out breath

There is wisdom in the stones I will not know

Or a camaraderie with bees I will not experience

Where can I go my friend to touch the warmth of time

Perhaps I can find a child who will want a lullaby

My wings can sing her a song.

4 thoughts on “Moments

  1. Splendid. I want to read this many times in hopes that the love and warmth of it will permeate my own moments with the images of the breathless hummingbird, and the child content in the moment, not conscious of the moments passing.

    I want to hover over all the flowers.

    Thank you, Edgar.

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