A Requiem for a Hummingbird

 

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So tiny
This precious fragment of our Universe.

So innocent
And eager to savor Life.
Non-judgmental.

But forgiving of any obstacle
That might perchance
block its way.

‘Twas perhaps its first visit
To an early bloom —
And that was its fate.

The brambles of an untended vine
Caught its fragile wings
Still shimmering in gossamer green
And poised as though
I n glorious flight.

‘Twas now enmeshed
In insect webs,
Spent thorns and brambles.

Stilled forever in its earthly ventures —
May the Great Spirit
Who notes every sparrow
In its fall
Be merciful to this tiny
spirit-soul.

And welcome it to
His joyful kingdom.

By Lee Thoma Ostlund (c) 1993 and dedicated to all those needing something beautiful.

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