Having wings of tremendous speed
Sound entwined with a windless day
I watch as the hummingbird feeds
Can't seem to pull myself away

For this small bird seems overworked
A human's yard is his reward
Where feeders of sweet nectar lurk
Before he continues onward

I don't know from whence he travels
But he is a sight to behold
Like a puzzle to unravel
He appears when nature has called