Each one visits a thousand flowers a day, 

Each thunderous wild heart,

A brilliant music

Flying Jewels, Joyas Voldaoras,

The hummingbird

Each one visits a thousand flowers a day. They can dive at sixty miles an hour. They can fly backwards. They can fly more than five hundred miles without pausing to rest. But when they rest they come close to death: on frigid nights, or when they are starving, they retreat into torpor, their metabolic rate slowing to a fifteenth of their normal sleep rate, their hearts sludging nearly to a halt, barely beating, and if they are not soon warmed, if they do not soon find that which is sweet, their hearts grow cold, and they cease to be. Each of their thunderous wild hearts the size of an infant’s fingernail, each mad heart silent, a brilliant music stilled.

but yet once it heart matures it leaves one view of existence never to be seen again 

The biggest of its stories, social life, despair, art and language will be gone forever

but yet we can still hear them always traveling in pairs due to their biggest hearts.

Heart, how you can be bruised and torn

But time can repair you

No matter how fragile forevermore

You are still tight and cold

The memory you hold 

Can come down in an instant

We open windows to each other

To savor and sustain us always

All hearts held in a day, an hour,

A moment

But we live alone in the house of the heart

I have something to tell you

You are as stout and impregnable as you possibly can

A hummingbird’s heart beats ten times a second.

A hummingbird’s heart is the size of a pencil eraser.

When they rest they come close to death.

Their hearts are built of thinner, leaner fibers than ours.

If they do not find that which is sweet, their hearts grow cold, and they cease to be.

Every creature on earth has approximately two billion heartbeats to spend in a lifetime.

You can spend them slowly.

Like a tortoise.

Or you can spend them fast like a hummingbird.

A day, a moment, a lifetime.

No matter the defense you bring to your heart,

Down it comes, felled by the words 

I have something to tell you.

Or by the memory of your father’s voice.

Or by the brush of your mother’s hand in your hair.

Or by a woman’s second glance.

No matter the defense,

We all melt inside.

The size of a pencil eraser.

Hearts hammering faster than we could clearly hear.

The most amazing thing you have ever seen.

Joyas voladoras, flying jewels.

in the world

Born twenty feet long

and as big as a room 

This house of a heart 

Drives a creature a hundred feet long

The animals with the largest hearts 

Generally travel in pairs

The blue whale

Live to be two years old

Heart size of a pencil eraser

Yet

Have incredible enormous immense ferocious metabolisms

Dive at sixty miles a hour

Whirring and zooming and nectaring in hummer time zones

The price of their ambition, they cease to be 

Hearts sludging, grow cold

-on frigid nights 

Fry the machine, burn out 

Joyas voladoras, flying jewels

Flying jewels, joyas voladoras 

Visiting a thousand flowers a day

Flying more than five hundred miles without pausing to rest.

The biggest heart in the world is inside the blue whale

It weighs more than seven tons

It's as big as a room,

But no living being is without death.

So much held in a heart in a lifetime

So much held in a heart in a day, an hour, a moment;

Each heart the most amazing thing you have never seen

But no matter the size of the heart,

In a moment it grows cold and ceases to be

Each one silents, a brilliant music stilled. 

The size of a pencil eraser

Built of thinner, leaner fibers than ours

Race-car hearts

Beats ten times a second

Two billion heartbeats to spend in a lifetime

Hammering faster than we could clearly hear 

Come close to death: on frigid nights

Sludging nearly to a halt, barely beating

Their heart grow cold, and they cease to be

Every creature on earth has approximately two billion heartbeats to spend in a lifetime.

So much held in a heart in a lifetime.

We open windows to each but live alone in the house of the harrowed heart. 

When young we think there will come one person who will savor and sustain us. 

When we are older we know this is the dream of a child.No living being is without interior liquid motion. We all churn inside. 

Every creature has two billion heartbeats. 

You can spend them slowly.

Or you can spend them fast, like a hummingbird. 

Ambition, it can have a incredible, ferocious affect or drives a life closer to a cold heart, closer to death. Ambition, a immense hammering disease that drives every creature to a swrirling,eternally brilliant motion that can burn us out, and fry the machine that is the heart. 

Reptiles with three, Fish with two

Insects and worms contain one

For we are all connected, in more way than one

For our heart has motion, with the motion we churn

The churning of our hearts, we yearn for more
For the hearts within, contain chambers

Chambers connect us all

For we are all connected big or small

A hummingbird's heartbeat ten times a second

A humming birds comes to rest unless close to death

A hummingbird heart sludging barely beating to a halt 

Frigid nights their hearts grow cold 

A hummingbird's did not open their eyes again today, this very day 

For hummingbirds came into the world only In the Americas, nowhere else in the universe More than three hundred species of them whirring. And zooming and nectaring in hummer time zones. Nine times faster removed from ours.

Of creatures great and small,

Your tireless rhythm never stops

In caverns, seas, and halls.

From hummingbirds to whales so grand,

Your measure stays the same,

A pulse that through all creatures runs,

In joy, in love, in pain.

Each beat a testament to life,

A symphony of sound,

That fills the air and shakes the earth,

In harmony profound.

The heartbeat of the universe,

Your song rings loud and true,

A steady throb that brings us hope,

In all that we pursue.

O Joyas Voladoras, we hear you,

And in your song we find,

A connection to all living things,

A bond that's intertwined.

So let us cherish your beauty,

And all that you represent,

For in your beating heart we find,

Our collective testament.

With wings that flutter, and hearts that aspire.

You soar through the sky, with grace and with ease,

A symbol of freedom, of life and of peace.

Your wings are a marvel, a wonder to see,

As you fly through the air, wild and free.

You remind us of dreams, that we hold so dear,

Of hope and of courage, that's always near.

Joyas Voladoras, you're more than just birds,

You're a symbol of life, of love and of words.

You remind us to live, to love and to soar,

To chase after dreams, that we've been waiting for.

So here's to you, Joyas Voladoras,

May your wings take you, to new heights and beyond.

May you inspire us, to live life with passion,

And to chase after dreams, that will never be gone.

A hummingbird’s heart is the size of a pencil eraser.

A hummingbird’s heart is a lot of the hummingbird. 

Their hearts are built of thinner, leaner fibers than ours.

Their arteries are stiffer and more taut. 

The biggest heart in the world is inside the blue whale. 

Its as big as a room

This house of heart drives a creature a hundred feet long.

Mammals and birds have hearts with four chambers. 

Unicellular bacteria have no hearts at all; but even they have fluid eternally in motion. 

So much held in a heart in a lifetime. 

nowhere else in the universe. 

life closer to death 

barely breathing 

seven tons, big as a room. 

moaning cries 

for miles and miles 

blue whale 

size of an infant’s fingernails. 

shatter of glass 

you can spend them fast. 

Bearded helmet-crests and gold-bellied star-frontlets

Booted racket-tails and spatuletails

Violet-tailed sylphs and fiery-tailed awlbills

Dive at sixty miles an hour, 

each one visits a thousand flowers,

they fly backwards

The biggest heart in the world is inside the blue whale,

A hummingbird's thunderous wild heart

the size of an infant's fingernail

Nectaring

Zooming

Whirring

 

Joyas voladoras, Flying Jewels

This house of a hear drives a creature 

It is waaaaay bigger than your car. 

A child could walk around it, head high

You can brick up as stout and tight and hard and cold and impregnable as you possibly can, inside the house of the heart.
 

This is the dream of a child

Inside the house of the heart, you are finally are bruised and scarred, scored and torn, repaired by time and will, patched by force of character, yet fragile and rickety forevermore, no matter how ferocious the defense and how many bricks you bring to the wall. and down it comes in an instant, felled by a woman’s second glance, a child’s apple breath, the shatter of glass in the road, the words I have something to tell you

Inside the house of the heart.

It drinks a hundred gallons of milk from its mama every day

It’s born twenty feet long and weighs four tons

It gains two hundreds of pounds a day

And guess what, the biggest heart in the world 

Is inside a blue whale

Each one visits a thousand flowers a day.

When they rest they come close to death, their ambition is a life closer to death.

It’s expensive to fly.

You fry the machine.

Bruised and scarred, scored and torn.

Fragile and rickety.

Perhaps we could not bear to be so naked, for fear of a constantly harrowed heart.

Is inside the blue whale.

It's as big as a room

A child could walk around it.

Head high bending only to step through,

The valves.

This house of heart drives.

A creature a hundred feet long.

The animals with the largest hearts in the world,

Generally travel in pairs and their 

Penetrating moaning cries.

Their piercing yearning tongue.

Can be heard underwater for miles and miles.

The thousand worm diet 

Ferocious worm pancakes, 

heart barely beating

Worms are stripped to the skin for the war against gravity, 

Gulp up Worm Children

They have no hearts at all.

 A male heart is built thinner. 

They come close to death, heart attacks and aneurysms.

 If they do not soon find a child their hearts grow cold. 

A child, the most amazing thing you have ever seen.

A child, zooming like a hummingbird.

Sweet jewels, men had never seen such creatures

Two years old.

No despairs

They know nearly nothing

A male, their hearts sludging nearly to a halt, but on a frigid night infinitesimal chests warm their heart.

A hummingbird’s heart is the size of a pencil eraser. A hummingbird’s heart is a lot of the hummingbird. 

Hummingbirds came into the world only in the Americas, nowhere else in the universe, more than three hundred species of them whirring and zooming and nectaring in hummer time zones nine times removed from ours. They can fly more than five hundred miles without pausing to rest. 

But when they rest they come close to death.  

Their hearts sludging nearly to a halt, barely beating, and if they are not soon warmed, if they do not soon find that which is sweet, their hearts grow cold, and they cease to be.  Each the most amazing thing you have never seen, each thunderous wild heart the size of an infant’s fingernail, each mad heart silent, a brilliant music stilled.

Hearts the size of living rooms

Tens and thousands scattered across the endless blue

Graciously meandering the oceans

As weightless as a feather

Its house of a heart powers its journey

A heart a child can call its home

With piercing cries that can be heard from miles

The whale who travels in pairs

Seven tons of four chambers,

Blue whales hold big hearts

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It fly backwards, forward, up and down

The wings flap indefinitely 

The humingbird flies anywhere It wants 

The heart appear to be small 

The heart may be small to the universe

But big to the ration of the body 

It flies fast and dilegent

It may die depending on how fast it flys 

 but as it grows it leaves most things in the past. 

Memories friends will be gone

 but always together in pairs with hearts bigger than you can think of

Moving and growing with their new hearts together

Recreating new memories and friendships

a hummingbird with a infinitesimal chest 

as their silent heart beats like a race-car

Open their eyes when they are starving 

soon they visit a thousand flowers a day 

At an eye-popping rate 

The mad search for food 

Their hearts hammering faster and faster 

Heart attacks, aneurysms, and ruptures 

Slowly they rest 

Joyas voladoras, flying jewels 

As small as a pencil eraser

With heart beats as slowly as a tortoise

As fast as a hummingbird 

Four chambers to none

Elephantine ears to infinitesimal chests

Hummingbirds are mad, silent, and fragile all at once.

Flying jewels, their called.

Hummingbirds came into the world only in the Americas. 

Their hearts hammering faster than we could hear. 

Visiting thousands of flowers a day. 

Flying backwards, diving at sixty miles and hour, all without rest.

But with rest they come close to death.

Like a brilliant music stilled. 

Zooming at five hundred miles an hour, flying against gravity and inertia.

Opening our eyes each day.

More than three hundred bearded helmet crests and booted racket-tails.

They fly again and again each day not to soon cease to death.

They do not have the largest hearts. 

Their hearts are thunderous and wild.

They are the amazing flying jewels of america.

Their hearts hammering, beats ten times a second

Men have never seen such creatures

Their price of their ambition is a life and death

Without pausing to rest

The biggest heart in the world

More than seven tons

Inside the blue whale

Approximately two billion heartbeats to spend in a lifetime

Each mad heart silent, a brilliant music stilled 

but

Consider the hummingbird for a long moment

A hummingbird’s heart beats ten times a second

A hummingbird’s heart is the size of a pencil eraser

A hummingbird’s heart is a lot of the hummingbird

A hummingbird’s heart is

Incredible.     Eye-popping.     Ferocious.

Mammals have hearts with four chambers

Reptiles have hearts with three chambers

Fish have hearts with two chambers

Insects have hearts with one chamber

Bacteria have no hearts at all

We all churn inside

They can fly backwards.

They can fly for miles without pausing to rest.

They can halt their hearts.

So big…gest. 

The blue whale. 

So much held in a Blue Whale. 

They can fly backwards. 

Incredible ferocious metabolisms. 

Incredible blue whales.

A hummingbird must find that which is sweet to live, how fragile it is. So close to death, yet how incredible!

The largest hearts in the world, not by size, but by character. So close to death but never cold, only a memory but never disappears.

All hearts are windows to life. And how incredible a hummingbird’s is!

we live alone in the house of the heart 

a heart constantly echoing 

but in a moment, in an hour, in a day it can end

…silence…

a heart stilled

fragile and broken

the memory of heartbeats

the dream of a child to live always

cease to be

so much held in a heart in a lifetime

wild jewels;

hammering

echoing

whirling 

the brilliant music of life

but the biggest heart in the world can shatter by a piercing tongue

fragile forevermore

Amazing ferocious hearts

With wings that beat so fast and light.  

They flit and flutter through the air,  

A blur of color, so rare and fair.  

Their tiny bodies, so full of grace,  

Are a wonder to behold and embrace.  

Oh, hummingbirds, how we adore,  

Your beauty and grace forevermore.  

So let us raise a glass and cheer,  

To these tiny birds that bring us cheer.

Seven tons, as big as a room, with four chambers

Valves are as big as as the swinging doors of a saloon

House of a heart, creature is twenty feet long and weighs four tons

Waaaaay bigger than your car

Drinks a hundred gallons of milk from its mama and gains two hundred pounds a day

Ten thousand blue whales in the world, living in every ocean on earth

Largest hearts in the world generally travel in pairs

A hummingbird is brilliant

A hummingbird is music to the earth.

The heart of a hummingbird is a lot of their size.

Their ambition is bigger than their size

Life for a hummingbird is amazing

But they have no rest.

Every creature on earth has approximately two billion heartbeats

You can spend them slowly, or you can spend them fast and live to be two years old

incredible enormous immense ferocious metabolisms. To

drive those metabolisms they have race-car hearts that 

eat oxygen at an eye-popping rate. Their hearts are built 

of thinner, leaner fibers than ours. Their arteries are stiffer

and more taut. They have more mitochondria in their heart

muscles–anything to gulp more oxygen. 

Consider the hummingbird but more so their incredible drive.

Their hearts drive to not cease to gravity and inertia.

Expensive to fly, their ambition, not pausing to rest, living life closer to death.

A heart with four chambers, swirling and whirling, they fly backwards, visit flowers, fly more than five hundred miles, their heart the size of an infant’s fingernail, beats ten times a second. 

The most amazing thing you have ever seen, swirling and whirling a brilliant music stilled.

Consider the hummingbird, drive like no other else in the universe.

Perhaps at night we travel in pairs. 

In the early morning a whirring hummer,

As hearts as sweet,

While dragging hearts under,

Perhaps a long hundred feet,

Crowned flowers they may eat.

Hummingbirds came into the world only in America.

It’s expensive to fly, burn out, fry the machine, melt the engine.

Consider those who did not open their eyes again today.

When they rest they come close to death. 

Heart attacks, Aneurysms, Ruptures. Live to be 2 years old.

But, nowhere else in the universe, the Hummingbird.

Joyas Voladoras.

A marvel of nature a story untold.

Heart of a hummingbird it beats so fast 

A pencil eraser its size unmatched.  

Blue Whale largest heart of all,

Room with four chambers a giant haul.

Drinking a hundred gallons of milk each day 

Growing two hundred pounds in every way. 

Cherish the heart a wondrous creation, 

With all its bruises, scars, and palpitations.

In the heart we find the essence of life

Churring and swirling amidst the joys and strife.  

 a hummingbird’s heart, like all flying birds but more so, beats.

A hummingbird’s heart, stiffer and more taut, beats ten times a second, stripped to the skin for the war against gravity and inertia, the mad search for food, the insane idea of flight.

 A hummingbird’s heart is a lot of the hummingbird.

Flying jewels, whirring and zooming and nectaring,

violet-capped and 

glittering-bellied and 

red-tailed and

each thunderous wild heart the size of an infant’s fingernail,

each the most amazing thing you have ever seen.

But when they rest on frigid nights,

hearts slowing nearly to a halt,

if they are not soon warmed

infinitesimal chests retreat into torpor

and they cease to be,

each mad heart silent, a brilliant music stilled. 

The insane idea of flight

A life closer to death

You burn out

Die

Every creature on earth 

grows cold, and they cease to be

The most amazing things 

You have never seen

Die

Unimaginable puberty

A brilliant music stilled.

We open windows

but live alone 

Die

We all churn inside

So much held in a lifetime

In a day, an hour, a moment

Utterly open

We die

Mother and father

Wife or husband

Beating hearts

A beautiful thing

Live