Avian Majesty
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A creature stirs, majestic, gray.
With feathers soft as silken thread,
It stands, a monarch of the floral bed.
Its beak, a golden crescent, shines,
Reflecting sunbeams, divine designs.
The flowers, a colorful, vibrant throng,
Dance around it, in joyous, whirling song.
The bird's eye, bright as morning dew,
Gazes afar, with wisdom anew.
In this tableau, a tale unfolds,
Of beauty, wonder, and stories untold.
The artwork whispers secrets, of a world serene,
Where creatures and blooms, in harmony are seen.
A symphony of color, texture, and light,
That beckons viewers, to step into its delight.
In 'Avian Majesty', we find our peaceful nest,
A sanctuary, where the soul can rest.