In the soft morning light, they take flight,
A symphony of colors painting the sky,
With every beat, they ascend to heights,
A dance of freedom where spirits fly.

Among the clouds, their whispers glide,
Tales of distant lands and vast seas,
Their songs echo with grace and pride,
A timeless rhythm carried by the breeze.

Feathers glisten in the golden sun,
A tapestry woven with care and might,
In unity, they soar, as one,
Chasing the dawn, embracing the night.

They teach us of dreams unbound,
Of courage to seek the open air,
In their flight, a truth profound,
A world of wonder, beyond compare.