Stairway To The Blue

Still light floating airs The dream being fulfilled Now sitting in that dream Hewn trees shaped finely with Coloured taut covered canvas Now sleeping on short damp grass Winds tilting from east to north east Beckoning with intent Come come come they say Without any frightening malice We are waiting to share and Support you Bated breath colourless cheeks Keep the fledgling rook tight The clock is ticking down inch by Inch too fast with a dry mouth The umbilical cord is now taut Above and behind all clear Speed like time going ever faster The rook takes to the air in a delicate Light breeze always climbing Adrenalin pumping iron rising up like A golden arrow true and straight Into a chalky blue haze The umbilical snapped giving birth To a new dawn a new era of freedom Falling inch by inch is gravity's answer After the pain of birth the slow decent Towards the green avenues of reality