Hummingbird

Staring in the light of day
To see them and gaze
Of all the moments
Ones she suddenly speaks to
And ones that whisper loudly

She must be still
Curiously beginning to find
The tune that speaks
Wondering what she must say
Realize the essence
To bewildering notions that caress

Fragrance of time I once knew
Painting on arbid panes
I saw her dancing to whisky and juice
Of all what it may have seemed
Evanescence of the cloudy dream

Still, as the yellow table speaks
Once again flee
Closer with senses she feels
The music beneath,

A stream of consciousness seems
To drift towards the past
Moving closely towards
One that resides
Here,
The now is different
Yet strangely similar

As she’s born once again
For the first to witness
The glory of the currents
Watching the upheaval
Of the ever changing

In serenity
She must be still
Wide awake
She drifts into the sea
Once again born
Ever to see