Gang-Gang Cockatoo {Flutter of Wings}

A crest,

An ecstatic yellow silent sun,

Guiding me through the dim darkness of the gloomy night.

Squawks shatter the hills,

As the wind flutters against me,

In a sea of bright blue tears.

How will I ever see the World in the same light?

If this is their Final Flight forever?

Sad sorry squawks sing amongst the mountain ranges.

An ecstatic yellow silent sun,

Protect all birds,

All kinds,

All species,

As well as the Gang-Gang Cockatoo.