Light shot through diaphanous wing
Fifty beats per second
Its long beak dipped in the flower of
Life's sweet nectar
Too fleet to see without an informative eye
A blur in the green gasp of forest needles
Yet when spied, delight
The happenstance of cat's catching
Fate's vivid colors dancing
In the rainbow shade
‘Twixt day and night.
(Previously published at Wayne Owen's Humabout Hummingbird Photography,2003)
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