Wings Over Blue Waters
Wings Over Blue Waters
In the morning light, where the ocean meets the sky,
A bird of white takes flight, spreading wings to fly,
With waves below and the horizon wide,
A dance of grace on the ocean’s tide.
With every wave, you find your way,
A journey of hope, at the break of day,
In the whispering winds, your song is heard,
A melody of freedom, in the flight of a bird.
macaire.chantal 03/06/2024 18:56
Superbe !