There was one day when a beanstalk grew…
High into the sky it towered up to the sun,
And then the days of darkness had begun…
The plants stopped growing, the land grew bare.
There was nothing but darkness, like the sun wasn’t there.
A shadow fell over the grass which was green,
the land around was unseen.
A lighthouse on the coast was watching the bay,
when it noticed the night during day.
There a girl who not many knew,
away the darkness decided to shoo.
Out of the lighthouse she came with a lamp,
the air was salty and very damp.
Looked around her and spotted what the dark source may be,
a tall and upstanding anonymous… tree?
She walked to the stalk, and to where it went,
and wondered from where it could have been sent.
She made up her mind to set the sun free
from the boulder that blocked it and all that may be.
She knew she had taken too big a leap
as she climbed over the stalk leaves that were steep
The leaves were huge, the stalk and them alike;
It’d be a pretty place for a hike.
But her tiny black shoes pushed hard against the stem
as she tried to get past it and them.
Along the way she panted and puffed
and sometimes stopped, sat down and huffed.
Amongst her biggest fears was one of falling down
But she didn’t dare to look below her peasant gown
Stumbling and whopping, she went on the track
Now that she’d begun, there was no looking back.
A girl in a lighthouse that she was before
was climbing up a stalk that would soon be no more
As she finally reached the top of her goal…
She saw the Sun, glorious and bright!
With protection it would have been a marvellous sight.
But the rays of the Sun went right into her eyes,
and she fell right from the skies.
She was frightened and in great pain.
She tried to grab the stalk in vain.
One of the leaves got caught in her shoe,
and she tried hard to pull herself up too.
Tugged, she did, with all her might,
but the leaf around her shoe just became tight.
She had the determination in her heart, she had the courage too
She had the concentration in her mind and tried to get towards her shoe
Suddenly, a great creak she heard
and a loud chorus of the wings of birds
She felt she was going down, down, down
to get burried alive into the ground
She opened her eyes and saw many around her.
The curiosity of the moment completely bound her.
The strength of her courage had pulled the stalk down. Or so she was told, she was.
She had done what couldn’t any soldier or any charming horse.
Adventure was what she had sought, and it was what she got.
Over the vast horizon peaks had happened a lot.