A Humming Bird In My Garden

Sudden, as a bolt from the blue, Came down a humming bird; Skimming down and darting up As an ever revolving top. It reeled round and round Before it alighted on a shoe flower; That hung from a drooping branch In the corner of my front yard garden. It precariously clung on to it Like a small pendant on a chain A sight so cool, now so rare That lighted up my dull spirits! Once they, showed themselves up On almost every sunny day Promptly after the monsoon rains When the plants en masse, in resplendent blooms Oh! How I love this tiny bird Not larger than a bumble bee Dressed in a cloak of green and black Flitting round on fluttering wings With terrific feats and nimble jerks It hovers close to hanging blooms Balancing itself sans any support And draws out nectar with needle bill I fail to capture its lightning move As it goes whizzing through the lambent air Quickly disappearing like a mote of soot Losing itself in the vast expanse of the blue Being less than an ounce of fat So light, sleek and well streamlined It travels faster than the light of speed In a fleeting dash, moving out of sight Can any other bird rival it in agility Or vie with it in its simple grace? How cute, this spirit of ‘unbodied joy' This winged diminutive denizen of the sky!