I am a bird without wings,
Yet fly high in your hearts.
I am a seed that sprouts,
A silent song of the stars.
My roots run deep into earth,
Where waters rise up as tears.
You will find me everywhere,
And yet nowhere appear.
Sometimes I whisper in the wind,
Or dance on the waves of sand.
Through the ages, my story’s told,
In songs and poems, both grand.
My heart is a garden, vast and free,
Where all may come and be renewed.
The world may see me as mystery,
But we are one in our shared truth.
Text model: neural-chat
Image model: HelloWorldXL