Me and My Shadow

A shadow’s bean juts out over the shore One that I have not seen before Enlarged beyond my own No color, no tone. I’ve been this way for many a time Was young then and in my prime, I have not seen it until now Missed it, but how? No streaks from the sky could be this It troubles me but how could I miss, It was not from a dream My reality seems so extreme Tried to imagine intergalactic arrival Would life here end without survival? What if there becomes annihilation This would stamp out all such creation. If I am this shadow I would be the same Only thing is, whence did it came Comparing my motions as I walk It straddles me and doesn’t talk. I know shadows occur but not like that I had ones that were smaller and younger in fact, It didn’t shimmy to or from Gives me the chills, just can’t get warm. I noted some changes in shape and trim It looked at me in sort of a grin, Tapped me on my left shoulder “I am you, we are now much older”.