Each day the school bells ring
for liberty;
the rim-like swirl,
a sound bowl of
vibrational healing.
Out on the balcony,
a yellow-breasted hummingbird
quivers above a tiny myrtle tree;
it takes a lot of sugar
to keep one heart beating.
With good luck, the bird attends the bloom
as it is opening; seed
awakened by sunlight,
thirsty for water,
looking skyward for
protection,
and the partial-shade
of nearby mothering leaves.
I am left in awe of nature's timing,
life's synchronicity.
What an honor to be a teacher
tending trees without rings.
©2024 | K.Hartless
Cover Art: Original Handmade Painting by Sharmila Sharma
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