Flight I rise on wings of gossamer and dew And soar over the earth Flitting and flirting With the clouds and the sun Winging my way through the sky Trailing a rainbow behind Swooping down to splash through the tips of waves Climbing to greet the stars Swinging through rainstorms Teasing lightening bolts down to the ground Until my spider-silk wings run out Drizzling dew onto the early-morning grass And I fall back to earth And reach to the stars And they shine their forgiveness And I realize that my face is wet with tears But I do not know if they are my own Or the stars'. Lynette Yorgey