Across the sky their wings carve lines
Writing verses of distant lands
Each cry a note in an ancient song
The rhythm of life in their steadfast hands
Through autumns chill and springs rebirth
Their journey etches times embrace
The wind is their guide the stars their map
They seek the horizon an endless race
They rest not yet their flight holds peace
A testament to unwavering will
Each wingbeat hums of unseen shores
And dreams unknown but deeply fulfilled
Let the birds teach your wandering heart
The beauty of soaring through the unknown
Each flight a testament to courage
Each sky a canvas for hopes throne