In the cradle of the azure sky,
Where dreams rise with the dawn,
Wings stretch wide to kiss the morning light,
Carrying whispers of freedom borne.

Clouds weave tales with every breeze,
As feathers brush against the sun’s glow,
Hearts unburdened soar with ease,
In this realm where earthbound shadows cannot go.

The horizon calls with a siren’s song,
Guiding the flight of the bold and free,
Each gust a promise, each current strong,
As spirits dance in celestial harmony.

Beneath the vast and endless dome,
The symphony of wings in flight,
Echoes of a boundless home,
Where the soul finds its truest height.