Flight

A drifting breeze beneath my skin, A brushing softer kiss. It breathes the air through which I swim, I hover--wrapped in bliss. And moonlight streams through thunderclouds, that weave a patch of light. And rain would fall to leave me drown, But there's no sense of fright. For thunder feeds my vital strength, And cleanses while I breathe The sparkle-scent of water sprites That tickle as they teethe. But rainbows still will flicker false, I know to trust in naught. For faith in them will cause my fall; Don't trust what you are taught.