A lone bird

In sky of blue, a bird flew lone,

Above the world, in vastness thrown,

Its song a whisper in the breeze,

A soul adrift, no heart to ease.

Beneath the sun, in fields below,

A turtle wandered, pace was slow,

Its shell a fortress, yet a home,

In blades of grass, it did roam.

In silent awe, the bird did gaze,

At peaceful steps, through sunlit haze,

In turtle's path, no rush, no race,

A lesson learned in tranquil grace.

Together found, in nature's lap,

The bird's song with earth's soft tap,

No longer lone in blue skies,

United, their spirits rise.