In the vast expanse where the heavens gleam,
Birds paint stories in the cerulean dome,
Their wings whisper secrets of freedom’s theme,
In the boundless sky, they find their home.

With every beat, they carve the morning air,
Dancing with the dawn’s gentle embrace,
In graceful arcs, casting shadows rare,
A testament to nature’s endless grace.

The horizon stretches, a canvas wide,
Where dreams take flight on feathered trails,
Against the winds, they effortlessly glide,
Tales of liberty in every detail.

As twilight descends, the sky’s a haven,
Where stars and wings together reside,
In the night’s quiet, a chorus unshaken,
Birds flying free, in the universe wide.