The Hummingbirds Hymn
I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings...
Wondering what it might be like
To run, wild, away with you, just
As wild witches in the night.
Giddiness together my heart
Beat is set aflutter, dew from
An idea, shut down before dawn.
For, I keep her locked away, my
Nameless Bird, while she stays —lingers
Longing at the edge of her gate,
Humming in harmony with yours…
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Okay, I'm sensing a theme here. Especially from the one that was published after this one. I hope that these poems aren't a reflection of Your reality and that Your reality is much better lived than what I can identify with my limited ability from these poetic words. It's sad that the cage that they've trapped the hummingbird in is their empty heart. Meanwhile the hummingbird has its own heart that beats and flutters. It's lovely being in somebody's heart, but not if their heart is cold, shallow, and hollow, only serving as a trap, to imprison and display the one who loved them so. Hopefully there is no key needed for that cage, as most doors are available to us, but they're not in the direction that we want to travel in. Sometimes to go forwards with our own lives, we have to take a few steps back to see where we need to go.
Great poem!