Tweeting softly

In the morning

As the sun begins

Its journey

Across the sky

As they spread

Their wings wide

And take of

Into the bliss

Their song continues

As a sign of hope

A sign

Of the never ending

Slowly

The song rises

The volume increases

As the hope ascends

And the birds soar high

Spreading their hope

And spreading

Their song

Chirping

Their song

Embracing

Their song