Hummingbirds

Sparkling flashes of scarlet and emerald.

Whirring of tiny wings caressing the air.

Magical fairies that sip

Flower nectar and fig juice.

Huge eyes that study me

As I sit motionless

Waiting for them to approach.

What is this large pale creature

That watches us play

Among the leaves?

A feathery brush against my hair

Startles my senses.

The divine is reaching down

To awaken my delight

In such a perfect creature.

How cumbersome

To be so large and slow.

We pity your lack of wings

And brilliant colors.

But feed us our sugar

And we will dance for you.