They Say
The HUMMINGBIRD ..
Was Born From
The Last Spark Of The Setting SUN..
Tiny, Bright,
And Forever In Motion.
She Carries Fire; In Her Chest...
And Gentleness, In Her Wings...
Where There Is Stillness...
She Brings Movement...
Where There Is Sorrow,
She Brings Color...
The Elders Believe
She Is A Sacred Reminder..
That Even The Smallest
Spirit Can Carry Great Light...
She Visits,
Only For A Breath..
But In That Moment,
She Brings Warmth, Memory..
And The Whisper,
Of Something Eternal...
Not To Stay,
Blessings Never Do.
But To Remind Us,
That Life, Like Her,
Is Brief, Beautiful,
And Meant To Be Savored.
We Call Her " Tsa’kán",
The Flame That Dances Between Worlds.
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Courtesy: Krystoff.
( Art&Artist&Copyright: Unknown)
