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 53 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)