Danny James

Tag: yonder

234: Little plane in the sky

Wherefore are you going, little plain in the sky?
What yonder doth thy ambition reside?

O man, that cannot things let lie,
And no brims passing before cloud delights.

Those hoping souls thy vessel confined,
What grief or love is put behind?

Towards great change perhaps some ye climb,
How braved uncertainty with must ride.

Mayst thou all the skies good-will imbibe,
And with none but peace thy journey collide.

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I imagine the air over yonder fields is as crisp and health-giving as enjoyed here, and wonder if the birds that sprinkle my stage with mirth and song, inherit with abandon the skies above them thither, and I hope as much.