Shadow’s Experience

Experience carries forever the joy and burden,
yet our hubris assumes possession,
even as war identifies nightmare
and birth reveres unrealized dreams.
as we carry on as if mirrors never become cracked.

Occurrence without imperfections
realizes but a moment of fantasy,
when Time allows eyelids to close,
inviting respite before inordinate awakening,
revealing once again man's obsessive fear of flames,
even as ignoring same,
fuels the fire.

Who among us truly knows one’s innate mysteries,
the perpetual push and pull,
ebb and flow,
brightness of light,
compelling darkness,
introducing enigma’s whisper of silence sublime.

Experience as shadow,
our ethereal companion,
faithful to a fault,
ever ready to forsake our worship,
anxious to be the playful jester
if only we would lighten up,
allow occasional light to expel the safety of shadow,

embrace the dare to fully imbibe the experience…

in shadowless exposure.