Loyal nightingale
sings his song of light,
serenading tales,
to pilot her flight.
She feels his rhythm
synch to her heartbeat,
savory serum,
makes her trip complete.
Sweet lingering tones,
always guide her home,
never feels alone,
hug her as she roams.
One darkened evening,
as nerves shook and swayed,
hoarse voice was leaving,
deepest fears displayed.
Afraid she could never
fly a path so dim?
She let feelings drive her,
straight back home to him.
Rewinding his thoughts,
reviewing her face,
a true lesson taught,
one filled with pure grace.
Quickly embracing
then snuggling tight,
slowly exchanging
stories from that night.
“My ears could not hear,
my soul felt you near,
your song disappeared,
my path became clear,
I charged in full gear,
used love as a steer,
removed every fear,
instantly appeared.”
Happily relieved,
his full voice regained,
pure vibrations weaved,
true love song retained.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Originally Published on September 21, 2021 repurposed for
Moonwashed Weekly Challenge May 07, 2024
Prompt – Savory
