THE HUMMINGBIRD’S SONG
Early in the wee morning I sing,
I sing with joy,
Joy from deep within the heart,
A heartfelt love for the new day.
I sing the hummingbirds song , I sing like
an Indian goddess.
In the midmorning I sing,
I sing as I peck on aphids,
Aphids that fill my stomach and give
me renewed strength,
Strength that replenishes my soul.
I sing the hummingbirds song I sing like an Indian
goddess.
In the midday sun I sing,
I sing as I dip my beak deep down the beautiful flowers for
nectar,
Nectar that reminds me the sweetness and
essence of life,
Life that every creature desires.
I sing the hummingbirds, song I sing like an Indian
goddess.
In the afternoon heat I sing,
I sing as I flap my bright beautiful wings
in a pool to cool my body,
My body that dances with joy on the
branches,
Branches unfamiliar but that I still call
home.
I sing the hummingbirds song, I sing like an Indian
goddess.
In the evening I sing,
I sing in the nest and praise,
Praise for the days life and the days
blessings,
Blessings that I have seen sunrise and
sunset too, and I tomorrow I hope too.
I sing the hummingbirds song I sing like an
Indian goddess.
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