A Very Special Hummingbird

 
A beautiful mind, gifted 
awareness at a very young age
using her wisdom to write
and explore her dark and her light
shutting her eyes as her world dropped dead 
 
A romantic soul, yet unable to accept the rough
and why should she? 
having chosen a bird, herself a soulmate or crow? 
after all a mind can open to a heart in love
or can simply turn black? 
being carried over the threshold once was magical
but thereafter being dropped on her head?
because seemingly the love had faded and died
maybe her true heart was with Dylan? 
never truly understanding this, not even her?
 
Bringing her to a dark and miserable space
which others refused to see?
some calling her clinically depressed?
isn’t that what happened to Van Gogh too?  
all he ever wanted was to be discovered for his talents?  
some poets are born to crawl some are born to fly
and this girl had wings and she knew how to use them
 
It was this that kept her roaring through the skies
I believe with all my heart that on some days she did fly 
way above the clouds
to wish that most famous character known to man
a great day? some would even call him God
she had wings and she knew how to use them
I imagine she used to meet the Angels too
sitting having afternoon tea and a table cloud 
no one but her and the Angels 
who brushed her hair and sang her lullabies? 
 
all she ever had to do 
was close her eyes and the world be dead.