This last poem is about the creative inspiration
of hummingbirds, but also about a family member written in 2019.
"For Kathryn.
A hummingbird hovers above the branches outside the window.
Soon the earth will rise again.
Waking from earth's sleep,
Green leaves begin to emerge.
Tiny purple flowers bloom like tiny notes of music.
Háshínee', and so it is.
We called you loved one.
We called you daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother.
We called you friend, teacher.
After we have feasted in your honor,
Remembered you in tender ways,
Told stories of you,
And the rain has washed away our tears,
We will give you back to the other side.
We will release you.
We will sing you back to your relatives,
Sing you back to the places where you once walked,
And return you to the stars.
Háshínee', and so it is.
You will return to us in the changing season
Of a hummingbird hovering above a branch,
The season of green leaves emerging
In the notes of tiny purple flowers,
Singing in the rain."
Thank you.
Yeah.
[APPLAUSE]
Now, it's time to dance.