Do you walk With your shadow...does it just follow you in
sunshine...but on a cloudy day, only to ripple out to sea
in waves, not to be.

From behind, a shadowy past it might cast, or perhaps
one just might call it insight...and continue on.

Shadows of remorse, the cast...cold the rain looking back,
seek the sun...feel its warmth.

Crossing shadows...friend or foe? fair the weather,
foes beware,...or rainy day, friends forever.

But when you don't see or feel your shadow near,
it is after all...what you portray...cast from within.

Never take your shadow where Angels Fear to Tread.

 (c)copyright10November2010vivianldawson