Two Shadows

Looking back on years forgotten, in view, my journey made two shadows there, not of my own appeared along the way. One was bright, and much like mine she walked in step with Him to lead me closer to the day his shadow no longer dim. In troubled times with strength, my own the pain I could not bear they held me up and moved me on their image, always there. Throughout the days that bore my tears a faithful friend not found was when I saw their shadows merge in love, our steps were bound. This faith of mine could not support the longings of my spirit as shadows knelt before our God for me, that He could hear it. Those times of sorrow, as friends betrayed my heart, where hatred lived was then, their shadows I could see had taught me to forgive. Images cast with every step in storms, with me did stay the unknown presence by my side had taught me how to pray. Through life, my own, the shadows strong with me, remained steadfast my love for God, would nigh be lost but for their faithful grasp. Her shadow drew the other near once dim, but now I see always there was Jesus Christ now bright, he walks with me. As I approach my journey’s end at last the truth I see side by side with Christ our Lord my mother walked with me.