Humming Bird

There you are every morning at my perch

Drinking from my fermented fountain

Addicted to the sour nectar

All of your iridescence shimmering in the sunlight

Pausing now and then to look at me

As I make my morning coffee

Movement in the shadows

Not sure what to make of me

The sunlight blinding your view

Making it difficult to see the details

Yet you come back every day

Finding nourishment and strength

In the liquid of life that sustains you

Hoping to get your fill

Before another drives you away

Claiming it to be theirs alone

Sort of like my view of God…

Moving in the shadows of my life

Providing sustaining strength and hope

Not exactly sure what I am seeing

Everyone thinking they alone have it right

Blinded by the light of Grace

Photos: Dwight L. Roth

32 thoughts on “Humming Bird

  1. A wonderful poem, Dwight! I love the ending lines. We had two feeders and there was one hummingbird bird that was a bully and never let any of the others feed. If they went to the other feeder he’d follow and chase them. I don’t know how the guy wasn’t exhausted.

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  2. I’m glad you have regular visitors of the hummingbirds. They are lovely. I have a family of three here. The baby that was born in my garden stays all the time. The mama and the brother come during the day to play with him. Lovely poem and photos, Dwight.

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