Rain was my lover.
My friend in fire
And my sole consort
He held high his head on clouds
And water poured before me below him
In a constant cascading downward.
I was young, of only 4 and he my partner beside.
No one could view him
And they never knew him
But they tried to make him hide.
He withered away outwardly
But never left inside.
And i wonder what this being is.
He taught me of the great lie.
He told me  not to follow the walks
The books or the ******* to the other side.
I questioned my existance
By his persistence
And youngling I found something there .
A question that's been asking
And every where answering and time that's passing me by.