That Nightingale

The other day, when I was gazing through my windowpane,

I heard a melodious voice, which evinced that my solitude wasn't in vain.

I peeked through my window and saw a little winsome nightingale,

It gave fantastic recitals and at surprising me, never fails.

I wondered if I had ever come across a mellifluous and euphonious voice like this before,

It went right through my heart core.

I still can't get over that soothing voice of this divine creature,

Disseminating serenity in the messed up life, kindred a boon to nature.

It's unerring that the natural world is entirely amazing;

Each creature with its own idiosyncratic qualities,

But this one's special;

Giving a novel vitality to the world of trees.

Well, who needs a series of recorded music.

When there is an amazing live performance narrating an anecdote, which the warbler picks.

I am blessed that this birdie visits my abode quite often,

I am sure that its admirers are quite a ton.