Owl flies silently through the night

Robin sings in the early dawn

Eagle soars in the midday sun

Nightingale closes the twilight chorus

Skies are filled with the songs of flight

Floating on wings which dance through the night

Beaks trill arias into the light

Feathered creatures help us to see

We too can spread wings

We too can sing

We can dance on air

And soar with wings of light