Lo' freedom lovers,breeze did waft its mighty wings
And Swiftly moving aloft in a pulsar pace,
That view enraptured me,all enchanted feelings,
Darted they,far wing from gravitational force.
Diverse in hues,white and light gray color mix'd,
What brain holds them,what imagination yours be;
Slip's from bough to boughs,assaying nectar or weed?
Herein your longing watcher,felt I birder be.
Some are diurnal,sparrows,owls and are Night jars,
And your varying gestures,teeth less swallowing,
What surprisal nest you weave,to lay eggs in bar’s;
While your eye in god gives them Becharmed warming.
And Bird, your beauty never know what our human dirge,
But we on Earth real know how life,fagged is yours.