Hummingbird

Though I can see colours you cannot even imagine, greens and blues are non-information. I mostly register red – the sweetest, the most energetic. ⁣⁣
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Against a background of not-much-goin-on, I find this back yard, with this fire nectar. ⁣⁣
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I dive down and buzz around like a giant bee, the sun catching my iridescent-emerald in all its fluttering glory. I lap up the sugar, it keeps me going. I’m on my way to Mexico, wish me luck. ⁣⁣
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But human, what is it that your eyes see? What colourless distraction will you let fall back into the background of your life, so that the real thing comes into focus? It’s time to find what brings you life, what gives you energy, what helps you go the extra mile in the direction of your dream. Which is my dream, too, which is the dream belonging to all of us: to bring forth life in all its dazzling forms, in all its iridescent-emerald fluttering glory. ⁣⁣
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