Mietzke's POST Holden Adventure

I love watching her face
As she stands in the afternoon sunshine
She is filled with patient sobriety
Waiting
Waiting
For helicopter wings
And tiny feet to dance
On her out stretched hand

She stood there yesterday stock still
A half an hour at a time waiting
Not daring to move
For fear she would miss her moment of communion
Then the hummingbird came
First one then another
To the feeder

Trusting this patient human perch
Whose eyes glowed with delight
And wonder
And twinkled with laughter at the beauty
Of tiny green, brown, and red feathers
And the feeling of trust
Between them

In this meeting of feather and skin
In the warmth of the sunny porch
In the quiet patient waiting and stillness,
Joy found a home