Hummingbird Sabbath

By Chelsea Barnwell

Quiver, shimmer, hum, and hover,

Flower met by flower lover,

Joyous movement, constant cadence,

Bob and weave, a radiant dance.

Green jewel lands on red bloom lightly.

Look! She folds her wings, clothed brightly.

Feathers labor once had concealed,

Now at rest, their beauty revealed.

Grace in ceasing as in gath’ring,

Joy in rest of God’s own off’ring,

In this quiet pause, breath-holding,

Dwells deep trust ‘neath wings soft folding.

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Chelsea Barnwell enjoys reading, thinking, and writing in a historic carriage house in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Her prose has been published by the Rabbit Room, Kosmeo Magazine, and Heart of Flesh Literary Journal. Her poetry has been published by Calla Press and will be in an upcoming children's poetry anthology, I've Got a Bad Case of Poetry.