Nightriders In The Sky

T’was a night for dreaming as I lie there looking at the stars. My head rested against an old oak tree, as I lie on a bed of heather new. I could hear the ghostly breath of the nightriders in the sky. Their fiery steeds were like shooting stars racing across the black velvet heavens, as they rode their eternity quest. I closed my eyes to dream of glory just how they may have done. Riding a white charger full gallop to save a maiden fair, to scoop her up into my arms and into the sunset fade. Rescuing this beautiful maiden fair from the lustful clutches of those who would do her harm. Into sleep, I drifted deeper and another quest before me lies. To join the wandering band of ghostly nightriders in the sky. My steed sped with hooves of fire across the black velvet heavens in search of the eternity key, but I was woken from my slumber. The gamekeepers stood before me one, two and three. They asked if I had been poaching and where was my booty store. I told them I was just a dreamer, but they took no bid to my answer. A rope across the oak was thrown and now I am swinging there my body dangling free, my spirit is now riding with the ghostly nightriders in the sky.