See the two birds soar
weightless in the wind,
floating like the butterfly
forever and ever to ascend
shrinking in sky so heavenly blue...

Blue for me,
blue for you...

Towards the sun they glide,
streaming in the autumn breeze,
effortlessly in undisputed flight,
while we stroll below them in our ease
along our garden path...

You pick a flower for me,
and I one for you...

Soft petals descend into the wind,
we wish for our own wings to fly,
like the gulls above us flapping feathers,
for now we can only gaze and sigh
that our love will carry us away...

A feather floats down for me,
and a soft downy one for you...