Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Jan. 25 - Shadows



It's odd how we fear
something we can run
our fingers through
as easily as the light
that creates it.

Without shadows,
there would be no
depth to our souls,
no place to retreat
from the glaring light.

I will not fear
my shadows, for they
dance with the light
in a beautiful waltz
that is my life.

They are my tears,
moody days, angry words
spoken a little too loudly,
but  without them my smile
would be worth nothing.

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