This is the tale of a nightingale
Please! Do gather round the fire
Whimsy and woe await, a tale of destiny and fate
Do you hear the golden lyre?
This is the year of my becoming
The year of my return
The year I stop holding back
In the fire the phoenix must first burn
When the angels horn alerts me
I will rise to answer the call
I will shout for justice and peace
I will sing of songs of freedom for all
May my voice enchant you
May you feel smitten and at ease
You’ve made it to this bird’s debut
I aim to expand your heart, wider than the seven seas
Art I must continue to make
Creativity is the light in our dark
Sometimes the biggest fires
Come from the tiniest sparks
Fin.
Selina I. 2025
The Nightingale's Tale 