Adventure in the Sky

I lay down to rest on grassy green bed.

Beneath old elm tree, here relaxed my weary head.

Gazed into the air where white clouds fly

Through the crystal blue in bird heaven on high.

My eyes did wander back to and fro

At the beauty of clouds, twas a heavenly show.

To walk on the thunderhead; for this I did sigh

Through the crystal blue, in bird heaven ,on high.

A thunderhead now growing much larger than the rest.

With beautiful white boiling from deep inside it’s chest.

It looked so soft; a perfect place to lie,

Up in the crystal blue, in bird heaven on high.

A thunderous voice boomed close by my side.

I jumped to my feet and started to hide.

It said, "Do not fear the knight who rides the sky

Up in the crystal blue, in bird heaven on high.

If with me you long to go,

Into the open sky its wonders to know.

Rise from the ground, we too shall fly

To the crystal blue, to bird heaven on high.

My heart leaped with joy at this precious chance.

To do such a thing tis an adventurer’s romance.

So we left dreary land. Went up into the sky

To the crystal blue, to bird heaven on high.

On white cloud horses we did swiftly go.

He pointed lightning sword, shouted, "There dwells the foe.

We fight as we float. Here we live and die.

Going through the crystal blue,in bird heaven on high."

Upon that thunderhead, the touchdown was soft.

As if on white sand we rode aloft.

Five gross foes appeared. To battle was their cry.

Going through the crystal blue, in bird heaven on high.

They were the foulest of foes, with battle-axes and hammers.

On lightning swords they beat, but we held high our banners.

Frightful thunder sounded as battle raged cross the sky.

In the crystal blue. In bird heaven on high.

O how the thunder sounded as lightning swords clashed

With foul foe hammers and battle-axes crashed

Boiling and rumbling the cloud graying in the sky.

In the crystal blue. In bird heaven on high.

The knight cut down four. I cut down one.

Their blood all spilled. The battle was done.

Sprinkled down from the cloud, where they did die.

From the darkened blue. From bird heaven on high.

I felt their cold blood sprinkle my weary face.

Awakened by the rain. To shelter I was chased.

Here will I stay while raindrops fly.

From the darkened blue. From bird heaven on high.

Finally the sky brightened. Storm clouds rolled away.

No gray cloud was left, only white ones on display.

Come back again white knight on some sweet by and by

Through the crystal blue. In bird heaven on high.

Older have I grown since I fought with all my might

Against the gray cloud foe with the white knight.

Forever will I remember the battle in the sky

Through the crystal blue, in bird heaven on high.

A.      L. Shipman Jr.    May 1980

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