Shadow's Passion

Shadow’s Passion by Odin Roark A child’s imagination holds light’s oft guised presence in wonder, As adult recklessly consume its flame of spirit and heart. Left behind are ashes of once conscious pursuits Now reduced to icy coals of ignorance Once the far off enemy of reason. However… Our innately wired candles Desperately protect the threatened glow, While ravenous hunger continues insatiate, Stretching, invading, smothering Life’s illuminative entitlement and privilege. As the nescient pandemic rages Nature’s glimmer fights back, Casting ever faithful shadows at first, Preparing for revealment, Inviting children with dreams to enjoin as companion and buddy While unsullied conscience finds continuance And its rightful chance. Fortunately… Enough will discover light’s natural purpose Its perseverance in gradually presenting epiphany’s overhead moment When the undeniable becomes a singular reality, When shadow’s invisible passion is embraced, Even as adulthood’s arrival often threatens imagination Into an acquiescent and shadowless landscape.