Hummingbird Song

© Carol A. Hanson, 2005

I dreamt I sang from the throat of a bird

My voice flowed out with lilt and allure

I was one thing – I was no thing

I was everything that loved to sing

I could reach every note with perfect ease

The words, each one a gentle, clear breeze

The words were coming right from my Soul

Through this great hummingbird throat

I knew these vibrations could draw to me

Those with ears to hear and a heart to feel

But the bird’s wings beat slower – so slow

Lower – so low, then no sound at all

Where have all the beautiful words gone

Where is my hummingbird song?