Never Rest AgainThis world's strange workingsare far beyond my comprehension.All I know is that youwoke something in methat will never rest again.I am a grain of sand among vast oceans,but I hold the universein my hands.
The Hummingbird AwakesThe hummingbird awakes and brightly singsThe rising sun caught in her feathered breastMy fingers pluck a song from golden stringsaccompany as she performs her bestThe trees extend their limbs with windblown graceA burst of color strewn across the skyMy bare feet feel their age-old bark's embraceTheir stories heard within a leaf-lined sighThe grass now rests beneath my shoeless feetThe sky beneath each clouded fingernailAnd when the never-ending day's completeI'll tell the world each sunlight-soaked detailHow long I've waited, frozen in the snow;my lovely hummingbird, I've missed you so.
I like the green one. Green is my favorite color.
Thanks! (even though this comment is several months late)
For what it's worth.