In the azure vault where dreams take flight,
Where whispers of the wind dance with the light,
Majestic wings paint stories across the sky,
Echoes of freedom in their gentle cry.

Upon the morning’s golden, tender hue,
Feathers gleam with dew, a silken view,
Songs of dawn, a chorus of the free,
Nature’s lullaby, a timeless melody.

Through the forest’s emerald embrace they glide,
Guardians of the air, with grace they ride,
Silent keepers of secrets, ancient and wise,
In their flight, the world beneath them lies.

As twilight drapes her veil of indigo,
A symphony of wings in moonlight’s glow,
In their dance, the earth and sky are one,
A fleeting moment ‘neath the setting sun.