You spread your wings, golden in the sunlight.
The most beautiful things come as such a little surprise.
I look into your face, the wisdom you hold in your mind.
And your eyes reflect me.
The peace of mind you must see within yourself,
to be unafraid to look into others,
unsure of what you'll find.
Your feet carry you when your wings do fail -
yet they remain lifted well beneath your golden tail.
