In the vast expanse where the azure meets the gold,
Birds soar high, their stories untold.
Wings spread wide against the morning light,
A dance of freedom, a graceful flight.

Through the gentle breeze, they glide with ease,
Carving paths in the sky, a sight to please.
Chirping tales of lands far and near,
In their song, no trace of fear.

As the sun dips low, painting the sky,
Feathers silhouette, as they fly by.
In unity, they weave a tapestry of dreams,
In twilight’s glow, their freedom gleams.

Oh, to be as free as the birds above,
Boundless and wild, guided by love.
In the endless sky, they find their way,
A testament to life, in night and day.