The disappearing Shadow
This Shadow, walked into the twilight of the Son’s days
accompanying her into the dawning – enlightening ways.
This year, the Shadow, became smaller and smaller
as the Son, in strength, grew, her stature, taller.
At the noon hour of her strength, confidence and power,
the Shadow, disappeared beneath her feet that hour.
( Soon it will be high noon, and Son, will reach her zenith,
then the Shadow, fades, disappears, vanishes beneath ? )
Bright and beautiful light from this Son, will shine,
the Shadow, realizing, never on him, nor will it be mine.
Clouds – from time to time –have blanketed the Shadow,
and have made of him, one confused and unhappy fellow.
Can the Shadow - , like a phoenix rising, climb above
what put him down, made him a clown, - touch Love.
The one that has – for two and a half years – said no
to the love, Shadow, offered, gave and has shown so,
with actions, with words, with reactions – where’d she go
and with whom, what more does Shadow, need to know ?
B. J. “A” 2
January 11th 2009