
Hummingbird: Ritual
A slight hovering at the corner of my vision
a whir of wings almost invisible
as sunlight shimmers over iridescent feathers.
I stand, hose in hand, a momentary fountain
still as stone
a Grecian statue
as you dance through the mist
retreat and return again
and again.
tropical as the orchids
you will seek far south
returning to them faithfully
and just as faithfully
you will find me here
in the spring
awaiting your arrival
as though I never left the spot
never rode your fearless wings
in my dreams
never doubted your return.
by Jadene Stevens
Jadene is the founder of the Salt Wind Poets and lives on Cape Cod, Massachusetts.