Posted on August 30, 2025 by Jenn Zatopek

HUMMINGBIRD ANGEL

End of July after the museum,
we arrive home and the air is cooler

with storm clouds thundering quietly.
Near the rosemary bush, a hummingbird

zooms towards us, hovering close enough
I’m gazing at her tiny wings, which beat

the air and sadness right out of me–
another imaginal rejection gone.

My partner races inside to fetch her feeder,
but I stand still, obliterated by grace.

Oh dear ruby-throated angel, thank you,
your quiet wings droning loud enough

to open my heart again, so alive,
so relieved, so healed by wonder.

Image: Photo by Vijayalakshmi Nidugondi on Unsplash