K O L I B R I . R U N

FLASHBACK

May 2017  

Three little birds flew by, one chirped, “Keep running,”

the second asked, “What's going on?”

and the third just lovingly called me “Mickey.”

When things don't go as you think they should,

think DIFFERENTLY, and sometimes you just have

to choose a different path...

So I put the hummingbird on my hood

and ran and ran and ran.

I didn't know how or where, but I ran, always alone,

in sun, rain, and snow and against the wind,

and I started writing my story. 

Just for the love of running. Some people think I'm confused,

but I just sort my thoughts differently.

OK, I admit, I've always had a little bird,

but that's the only way you can fly, discover the world,

find beautiful places... and meet a bee that stings you.

At some point, out of pure curiosity and longing,

I flew beyond the island's borders.

On the way, I encountered a special bird that made me happy, and curiosity and longing turned into love

and passion for a beautiful island that is now my

HOME KARSIBOR 

Even though my birds are traveling on other flight paths,

I am grateful to have encountered them,

and I am sure we will meet again someday.

I carry the hummingbird as an ambassador of love,

light, and hope in my heart and let it fly for 

MY VISION