Dancing With the Shadow Boxer

Dancing with the shadow boxer antithesis of sunshine and gray tears and tidings joy moments so rare they are of priceless value surged into being with the ringing of a bell or the sounding of a word a saga of gladness then sadness, the noiseless laugh, never to be heard. Tomorrows and yesteryears are one in the evenings of the shadow boxer like a day of inconsistent sun and drizzle, steam rising from tarred streets trains leaving images on cement walls as they pass the moist seasoning of a blessing dried up fast leaving thirsty ground on which to watch the images of a mixed dream fade in and out of light that doesn’t last. Turning and twisting in the dance life moves in agile undulation between sunshine and showers sunshine and shadows sunshine and shame until we conquer fate’s unfriendly current to an impartial shore ever grateful for a restful land where love is undiminished forever. 7/23/19 'STRAND SELECT L Brian Strand, Sponsor