In the silent dawn, their wings embrace the sky,
Spiritual whispers echo, as they fly by.
A symphony of faith, in each gentle breeze,
Their song of solace sets the heart at ease.

Through twilight’s veil, they weave their sacred dance,
Guiding lost souls with a celestial glance.
Each flutter a prayer, each call a hymn,
In their grace, the light never dims.

Above the earthly bounds, in realms of light,
They soar as symbols of hope in flight.
Connecting the heavens with our mortal ground,
In their presence, peace is found.

So listen closely to their ethereal song,
And find your spirit where you belong.
For in the dance of spiritual birds, we see,
The boundless love that sets us free.