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A branch calls to her, she pauses

Suspended motion

A rare moment of stillness

She hesitates and drinks in the sun


There is another flower

There is another opportunity

To spread her wings

With rapid fire and flurry


But for this moment

She is still 

Ever shining 

With iridescent glow


The simplicity of wings

The balance of the hummingbird.

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