Vastar's Sky Song

Above the mountain, Nicator,
an archway aides
to twisting trails

onto an isle's magnificence
where plantlife grows on clouded haze,

which whispers soft
in wonder's voice,

and higher still
onto the stairs
of a city floating magically,

where people fly
on feathered wings

to celebrate the Sky Lord's glory
heard in heights
of eagle's flight.


Upon the outstretched hills and plains
the vast sky beckons all below

with pastoral themes
of mountain meadows

to fall into the firmament
and fly as falcon
soaring strong

while wayward winds' embrace enchants
upon the way
onto the clouds

where all of Sapience spreads out
to bare endless euphoria

to celebrate the Sky Lord's glory
heard in heights
of eagle's flight.


Softly singing dripping drops
beguile in tunes,
enchant with touch

to blithely dance
in soothing skies

until a storm starts stirring song
from tender tunes
to tearing themes

with raging rain that falls in streams

as Vastar reaches from His sky
to show the world His laugh or cry.

To celebrate the Sky Lord's glory
heard in heights of eagle's flight

fall far into the firmament
with wings to fly onto the clouds

grown strong from feather or from thought

as soul is stirred by grander goals
beckoned up high
by the song of the sky.

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Valnuary, in the year 456 AF.