In the morning’s gentle embrace,
The birds take flight with grace,
Their wings whisper secrets of the skies,
As they soar where freedom lies.
Through fields of gold and azure seas,
They dance upon the softest breeze,
With melodies that touch the soul,
Their songs make the world whole.
Beneath the sun’s warm, tender light,
They journey far beyond our sight,
Over mountains, through the trees,
A testament to nature’s ease.
In twilight’s calm, as day does close,
They find their rest in night’s repose,
Dreaming of the dawn’s bright hue,
When again, theyâll start anew.