Wednesday, September 14, 2011

sweet supply

in the freshness
of the early morning
the little hummingbird
darts and hovers
drinking nectar
from the uplifted cornucopias
of vibrant purple blossoms
life-giving nourishment
for the taking
supplied abundantly
by the Father

Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father  feeds them.  Are you not of more value than they? ~ Matthew 6:26


  1. I am SO HAPPY to see that you are posting again. Your beautiful poetry often touches places in me I didn't know was there!

    And thanks for coming by to visit. You are always welcome!

  2. Thank you for your kind and encouraging words, Brenda!

    And I always enjoy visiting your is a welcoming place! :)

  3. Thank you for your kind comment about my poem...your poetry is lovely, and very uplifting. :)

  4. thank you sherri...looking forward to reading more of yours. :)

  5. I've been thinking about the hummingbird ever since early summer, how it can keep its head perfectly still, though its wings whiz and its body darts around...

    And your previous post---hey, you're making me hungry!


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