Night sullen, begrudgingly offering dark space.
Freedom calling, invisible stretching feathered tips.
The masses frightened, craving the comfort their stagnancy provides.
Dawn beckoning the soul, she sparks the fire inside.
Vulnerable to all, a vision rarely seen.
Igniting inspiration, causing thoughts that have not been.
Arching proudly, murmurs loudly, rising to the sky.
Not knowing why.
With a whisper…away you fly.