If I were to build a hummingbird
I would use a fleck of gold,
precious metal money’s standard,
from now to days of old
Now fragile body has been moulded,
tiny heart is made to beat.
Human hand will give the power
to clutch or aviate.
Grasping our dollars tightly,
from fear of want or lack
will hold us back from sharing,
finding joy in giving back.
“The hummingbird competes with the stillness of the air.”
~ Chogyam Trungpa
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