Beneath the endless azure dome,
The birds take flight, their hearts at home.
With wings that whisper tales untold,
They dance through skies, both brave and bold.

Across the boundless, open sea,
They glide on winds, so wild and free.
A symphony of feathers bright,
They paint the day with pure delight.

Through golden rays and silver mist,
They chase the dreams that none resist.
In every arc and gentle sway,
They weave the songs of yesterday.

So let us watch with eyes aglow,
As birds above, to freedom flow.
In their embrace of sky and sun,
Our spirits lift, as theirs have done.