We are scarred and confused hummingbirds
stunned midflight
unsure how to hover any longer
shivering in suspended vibrancy
which cannot maintain in stillness
but contains a world it's own-
nothing maintains in stillness
we do not maintain in stillness
only it sometimes looks like still
sounds like quiet
but even then is the constant buzz white noise of constancy,
even the seeming stillness is the orbit and the gentlest quiver,
even the softest things drape over the hard thing beneath us all
which holds us up,
which keeps us from falling out of thin air.
-XOXO,
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