In the gentle light of dawn’s first kiss,
A symphony of wings begins to play,
Each note a whisper, a gentle sway,
Birds dance in air, a fleeting bliss.

Across the sky, their silhouettes soar,
Casting shadows upon the waking earth,
In their freedom, a silent rebirth,
Echoes of dreams from distant shore.

Feathers ruffle in the soft morning breeze,
A tapestry woven with nature’s thread,
In the stillness, the world is led,
By their song, all worries cease.

As twilight fades and stars appear,
They find their rest in nests above,
Wrapped in the warmth of the night’s love,
Until dawn’s light again draws near.