Stairway To The Blue Poem by David Wood

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