A Constant Shadow
I wake upon a longing
Whose eyes are short of sleep
Awake to be a shadow
Shallow as it deep
Covers may well hide it
But here it still remains
Nothing lies above it
Nothing grows the same
Silent as it raging
Whispered as it shout
As a man grows older
His shadow lengthens out
What cannot be filled
Will only be sought more
What the silence holds
Falls as water on the shore
Can the water penetrate
Through every grain of sand?
Never shall it reach its home
Eternal sight of land
Held within my hand
A candle, yet unlit
Held above my head
Silent as it sits
Given to at birth
Told to light my way:
"Light cannot be seen
Away from light of day
Unless it lies atop this,
This candle made of stone
It shall not fail in need
Though it lie alone"
Give to me the flame
With light, grows its black
Shadows still will grow
But I know what I lack
For here I lie, a silhouette
Now I find what's mine
A shadow, constant ally
Cursed as it divine
Why to give a longing
That all would seek apart?
Even though you lie in wait
All sought another heart
But do I know the truth?
Will it set me free?
You've created longing
That you will free in me
Copyright © Christopher Steven Coan | Year Posted 2010
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