The Hummingbird

I opened my eyes,
 And there she was,
  The hummingbird.
Strange, how fragile she seems,
Yet so powerful in flight.
I gaze, amazed, as she hovers
While searching for a flower.
Selectively,
 Carefully,
  She searches.
Her flight is graceful,
Effortless in appearance,
A poem composed by God
 To please our eyes,
  Enhance our joy,
   And enrich our lives.
What a beautiful bird!
I smile and close my eyes;
No creature compares to her,
 The hummingbird.