Shadows

Shadows, shadows, big or small, I see them all around Kissed by the morning sun, they come out all over the ground We seek shade in some of these shadows from rain and sun Clouds make them disappear; they come out with the sun These clouds are reflections, dark, they stand still, walk or run They grow longer and deeper, the sun moves down the sky Aiming to reach the evening sun, these shadows merge in darkness Blessed by the sun, they lived long or short, their day is over Come another day, new shadows spring with joy in all directions Taken for granted these shadows, I find in them our reflections Blessed by the God like the rising sun, we live to see our day At our evenings, God takes us with Him; some other sees a new day