You were a bright surprise.
Looking up, I saw you in flight,
Balancing on buoyant breezes,
From blade to emerald blade.
A mere wisp of twin wings, no more.
Honey, brown and black,
Sunbeams shone through you,
As I beheld your body, barely there,
I wished to be you,
And the change you herald.
Deftly floating like a whispered wish,
Or a daydream,
You perch prettily, precariously,
On green shoots pointing,
I bow to your power, tiny warrior,
As you greet me,
To grace me,
And the universe,
With your gentle gift.
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