I waited for you
You did not come
I watched for you
My eyes grew tired
I fell fast asleep
As I slept
There were dreams
Dancing through my head
Of you
Life and death
You were there
In all my dreams
The buzz of your wings constant
Your gleeful chirp between sips
Of life’s sweet nectar
I awakened from my dreams
There you were at my window
There you were in my heart
It’s all a miracle—
The dreams, life, hummingbirds
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Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
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Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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Poetic Alchemist 
Wonderful words and images. What an inspiration nature can be for those of us who recognize life as a spiritual journey.
Joanne: Thanks for stopping by and sharing. They are special creatures!!!
I love my daily visits with the hummingbirds at the feeder I have placed for them. They come and take my thoughts away.
Thanks Dan, and you’re right!
Thanks Polona, and you’re right!
what’s real? what’s a dream? what’s illusion?
it doesn’t really matter if it’s beautiful like this
Nice one, Don. May we all gleefully chirp between sips.
Nice flickr version, too.