The magic of the wonder wand,
As it spins and twirls in hand,
Creating an aura paranormal,
Hypnotizing wonderful lovely bird…
Striking and attractive, she is exquisite,
Pleasing sound of stunning music,
Against the picturesque nature,
She astounds the magician in real…
Astonished and amazed by the speculation,
He questions his conscience out of sure,
Is it the effect of my wand …or the
Nightingale is a born star?
Puzzled and confounded he stares,
At the sweet gorgeous bird so rare,
Yet he misses the translucent drop,
Which falls while singing a song of cheer!