Celestial Songbird

In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall, A vision emerges, beyond mortal call. A bird of silver, with feathers so fine, Adorned with gold, in intricate design. Its eyes, like jewels, shining bright and wide, Reflect the beauty, of a world inside. The leaves around, a rustling, gentle breeze, As if the trees, were whispering through the trees. In this serene, and peaceful scene, we find A sense of wonder, a heart and mind aligned. The bird's sweet song, a melody so pure, Echoes through, the chambers of the soul, for sure. A symbol of hope, in a world of strife, The celestial songbird, a beacon of life.