The hummingbird skates
about the flower's jar
as if dodging the strokes
of some invisible blade.
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The hummingbird skates
about the flower's jar
as if dodging the strokes
of some invisible blade.
I no longer wish to stand
in judgment of the weather.
Instead, to be a vessel,
like an open blossom
preparing itself for
insects, air, and rain.
to collect but not covet,
to contain but not possess.