KINGSHIP: A Divine Duty.

In the quiet ward, where shadows creep, A man half-bird lay in troubled sleep. Feathers frayed, his spirit worn, His battle with his liver left him torn.

Wings once soared through skies so blue, Now trembled, weak, his words were a whistle drew. Machines hummed softly, a mournful song, His will to fight was almost gone.

A nile high,  was his daughter Sophia, A connection he called from anywhere glew, this time her mind powers would spring him a new. Through the night, She called her guide, in layers a favor , if he lived longer, she would marry her art, and her wisdom be her constant companion.

An expansive stream of light blew through Blue Ray’s window as dawn's light kissed the sterile air, A sparkling rainbow figure appeared, beyond compare. An angelic doctor balled  in a heavenly glow, With a gaze as warm as springtime's flow.

"Fear not," she whispered, her voice divine, "For miracles come in through time. What ails your body, I shall mend, with a blue glue I have a cure for you now & forever  again. I will always be your friend."

With a touch like silk, a light unfurled, A warmth that healed and raised his world. His Eagle heart with hope replaced. He is powerful again. And healed from the power and love of an angel, that knows no bounds of  joy.

Wings unfurled, he soared anew, The gates burst open & he waved Thorough skies of gold and immortal blue. For a heaven-sent cure had set him free, he hopped out of bed with  A living testament of  Heaven Sent divine duty.