Between the Seen and the Shadows
BETWEEN THE SEEN AND THE SHADOWS
Have you seen the breath going up and down?
Felt the beat pumping the blood and gives you momentum?
Sometimes I think, Life's spooky tale hides in the shadows of notion.
In the school I learned: Shadows enlarge against the slanting light;
And contracts in the virticle.
...Am I scared of light?
That multiplies shadows?
Or am a shadow myself --
Expelled out of the star-lit day
Hiding from expansion and contraction,
Heaving up and down?
Am I a ghost in the black unseen heath,
Causing a motion beyond visibility?
Am I real?