Humming Bird Mind

by Rayna   Mar 23, 2012


My humming bird mind enjoys fluttering wild through whipping curls and dusty sunshine.

He wanders to clouds, chatting to them with no reply as they leisurely pass through and between branches and leaves.

He spends his time watching ants scout the ground and eaves drops on their silent cheers to one another.

He flirts with geese and ducks that quickly bob their heads under hoping for more pleasant conversations.

Kissing cheeks on sun kissed faces and singing back to distort under water songs is something he loves to do to pass the time.

He tastes flowers and berries while painting with red clay and green weeds.

He really does know the truth to having fun and being happy.

. . . I think I'm going to go on a walk today, this all seems much more fun than being focused.

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