I Asked The Nightingales' Feathers Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
I Asked The Nightingales' Feathers
I went in search of nightingales' feathers.
Collected a few from the nest of nightingales.
Kept those near my bed and went to sleep.
At night i dreamt...
the nightingale feathers
began to singpeaceful,
loving melodies.
It was a lullaby which
the angels alone sing.
Happinessentered
into my inner recess.
Then i went
to the feathers to ask:
" Where from flow
such wonderful melodies
into your hearts' core?
The feathers told me:
"We have the songs in our beaks,
we have the songs in our hearts.
We have the songs in our brain
we have the songs in our wings.
To sing and to sing and to sing
is our benevolent vocation.
We sing to the melodies
of heavenly inspiration.
That is our life.
Joy rings out in our souls.
This alone is our divine call.
We love to live our divine call.
(say lay saved to Things I love
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A Nightingale: "Will you be my Nightingale? Please sing to me, I know you're there; bring me peace; sing me to sleep with your sweet song..."Pinterest)
This is sucha pleasant poem. I hope nightingale sings to u forever.
A wonderful metaphor used.......... Sir it's really sweet to read....10 and much more... Naila
Dear, dear, Tony, what a sweet poem. I just loved it. The sweet song of the nightingale's feathers is mesmerising! Surely, it is a divine call. The picture of the bird too is fantastic.......100
Lovely piece of poetry. The song of the nightingale sings forever! Very beautiful to read!
Wow that was lovely! The title itself captivated me and the poem as a whole was beautiful.
To sing and to sing and to sing is our benevolent vocation An enchanting poem that highlights the point of purposefulness in creation by the Divine Creator Deeply reflective. Thank you for sharing.
Joy rings in our souls I love that line so much; thank you for submitting this. It is art. A 10 from me.
Though it is a fictitious experience, I can fully feel the joy of such a happening! If a nightingale sits by our side and chants melodious songs to put us to sleep, it will be heavenly! The Nightingale here is endowed with the gift of music. Who ever uses the gift for others benefit and enjoyment glorifies God from whom each one has received his special gift! A lovely poem. A sure 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The story through a dream has been touchingly and incisively articulated here on the base of philosophy. I cite... The feathers told me: We have the songs in our beaks, we have the songs in our hearts. We have the songs in our brain we have the songs in our wings. Beautiful poem, .10