Shadows
By Hwymike
Shadows As the sun crosses the sky shadows caress the ground. Profound in effort to withstand the circle, all things render. Tender the growth, both man and beast. Yet the passing never ends in the everlasting beginning. The beast in the sun is refined from the shadows darkened frame. Becoming a man of creator’s fame, in thy name. As the shame is painted in light standing upon heaven brightness. But shouldering in carry the wilting silt to salt the beasts’ wounds. Shaped wide and long, scars shadowing the newborn flesh in growth. Still the sunrays shine on the darkened mind reeling of revelation. As relations evolve to elude, discerning definition distinct as the worldly beast becomes humbled to not stumble. Copyright © August 2001 Michael L. ChickWe all make the wrong moves sometimes. But find ourself troubbled in making tommorow cuz of yesterday! Written December 24th, 2001 © on Dec 24 2001 08:41 AM PST 0 • 13
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