Hummingbirds show your glory to a lost and dying world.
Hovering over your creation their tiny wings, beating unfurled
As flags wave out a message of whom they belong,
These tiny fields of green and red beat out your constant song,
A message of grandeur, that takes place around your throne.
Open eyes, open hearts to see the Hummingbird’s Tome.
Hovering over your creation their tiny wings, beating unfurled
As flags wave out a message of whom they belong,
These tiny fields of green and red beat out your constant song,
A message of grandeur, that takes place around your throne.
Open eyes, open hearts to see the Hummingbird’s Tome.
1 comments:
MUST you write poetry about birds? :)
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