UP from the navel of the world, <br />Where Cuzco has her founts of fire, <br />The passer of the Gulf he comes. <br /> <br />He lives in air, a bird of fire, <br />Charted by flowers still he comes <br />Through spaces that are half the world. <br /> <br />With glows of suns and seas he comes; <br />A life within our shadowed world <br />That's bloom, and gem, and kiss of fire!<br /><br />Padraic Colum<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/humming-bird-6/
