it is you..
clearly a feathery icon...
and at your disposal..
mighty wings flutter..
dear ocean breeze,
dear forest queen,
bear with us in our time of need...

its you whose in-charge,
prepare to lead...
share your innocence..
with the colors of justice..
sacrifice the deliverance...
in disguised rooms..
where wisdom blooms..

And there's you, yet again...
that pink array,
your beauty by color,
your feathery display...
and at your finest hour...
the forest whisper,
and larva's they shiver...
all along, right by a river...