A Symphony of Nature's Poetry in Birds!

In a world adorned with azure skies,

Where whispers of the wind gently rise,

Feathered dancers take to flight,

A ballet of birds, a symphony of light.

Oh, the avian poets in the trees,

Their plumage a palette of harmonious seas,

Each feather a verse, a lyrical note,

In the grand chorus, each bird a devotee.

The dawn awakens with a feathered song,

A morning melody where they belong,

A robin's trill, a lark's sweet refrain,

Nature's poetry etched on the wings of the crane.

In meadows green and forests deep,

Winged poets their secrets keep,

A nightingale weaves tales of the night,

Underneath the silvery moon's soft light.

Majestic eagles, rulers of the sky,

Their soaring verses paint the high,

On zephyr's breath, they boldly glide,

In the boundless expanse, they confide.

The hummingbird, a tiny sprite,

A living poem in rapid flight,

Sipping nectar from floral inkwells,

Nature's quill, where its story dwells.

Feathers brushed with hues so divine,

Nature's own sonnets, an endless line,

A rhapsody of wings in the open air,

A ballet of colors, a flight so rare.

Oh, the poetry of birds, in skies unfurled,

An anthology written, a canvas twirled,

In every feather, a verse so bright,

The avian poets, dancing in the light.