The Hummingbird Angel

I stood at the glass doors,
looking out at a gray day.

The white Christmas lights
were twinkling on the other side
when a bright hummingbird
suddenly appeared!

He hovered there, in mid-air,
looking in at me in my living-room.

In the space between you and me –
a prayer in the cold,
a dream of blue and gold,
the memory of a song,
a yearning

like a kiss
in a dream –

a lost dream.

jb 

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