In the azure expanse, they spread their wings wide,
Silent whispers of freedom, they effortlessly glide.
Through the golden rays of dawn, they take their flight,
Painting the morning sky with hues of delight.
A ballet of feathers, a harmony in motion,
Each flap a testament to their boundless devotion.
To the winds they sing, a melodious cry,
As they weave through the clouds, up high in the sky.
Beneath the canopy of stars, they find their rest,
In nests of safety, where theyâve lovingly been blessed.
The moonlight caresses their gentle form,
Keeping them warm through the night’s quiet storm.
As dawn breaks once more, with a new day’s light,
They soar once again, a mesmerizing sight.
Birds of the air, with grace and might,
Forever they dance, in the boundless height.