your past floating fast like a hummingbird

I remember when you were small,
child
ignorant, inquisitive
and scared
your needs fulfilled by others
the greatest comforts of your world
were but one request
from your hands

they expect more from you
now, child
the world is full of Now people
desiring the deepest oceans
the mightiest rivers
and the fullest nets
with not a bit of understanding
about how to acquire
such desire

the most rudimentary hope
taught to each of us
is ripped from our hearts of knowledge
and so we search it out
each day
each night
in each thought
and dream
in every solitary moment
and we are alone in our journey
yet we stand next to one another
carefully holding, soothing
and comforting
our past ignorances