American Tao -- no. 25

Mechanical
failure
awaits
impatience.

Fossil fuels
give way
to the immediate
bounty of the sun.

But what will
stop the blight
of gazing balls
and lawn ornaments?

A hummingbird
yesterday paused
inches from my nose.

A jolt of joy
froze me to the spot.
My wife,
hearing me yelp,
came running.

But the hummingbird,
like time itself,
waits for no one.