Is there a shadow
always with me? Yes.
Can you guess?
More than I know, we know...
When you walk alone, you'll know, won't you?
Following you?
Feeling who you are,
I am, and always was...
...Before I went inside
to hide from you.
See? It's me now,
into the light, then gone.
SHADOW PLAY
into the light,
then gone.
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| Blogger Shadow |
Epilogue:
Let me ask you now?
Do you like the word
Ranunculus?
If it's Yes...then Shadow,
we are one. If Not,
Then let it be...us...
Kay Weeks
Poem and photographs
on January 15, 2102
2 comments:
The part of us that really matters leaves no shadow. Our heart cry is to know there is more to us and to life itself than that part which leaves a shadow. We withdraw seeking truth that is not to be found in the physical world. I like this because it raises the question but doesnt pretend to offer any answers. The search is ours. This one really made me think some things through....another great piece Kay...thanks Harve
An intriguing post with evocative (written and photo) images, Kay.
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