I wanted to share a poem I wrote after an experience in Sedona, AZ
Hummingbird
Gravity may pull us down,
Yet still our spirits rise.
The hummingbird reminds the heart
That lift begins inside.
The skies are not what carry us,
But how we choose to see.
A single thought can lift the soul,
Or weigh its wings with debris.
The world is full of weighted things
And on our minds they stay.
Yet hummingbirds release each branch
To greet another day.
We don’t choose the path of wind
Or where the currents flow.
Like hummingbirds we meet the air
And teach ourselves to go.
The hummingbird has always known
What many fail to see.
The weight we carry shapes our flight,
The sweetness sets us free.