Sun and Shadow

Sun and Shadows

Shadows around the pond.
Shadows around the pond.

Sun and Shadow

The Sun dances in the morning sky

Waiting for her children to come out to play

Watching each and every one

Gracefully flittering around going about their days

 

She moves so gently from east to west

Catching glimpses from every angle

Deliberately moving in careful flight

Each form casting a different shadow.

 

Some so fast and unaware that this form

Follows them all day long

Others so paranoid and oppressed

They cannot see past its baneful song

 

Everywhere She watches the children and their shadows.

Apprehensive, Unconscious or simply ambivalent….

Never is anything without this companion of the day

Even in full moon, it is never absent

 

Yet what lies in that shadow? Only the children know.

For in that darkness of the soul

Lies the secret part of a secret pain

Of a fractured spirit, the shadow makes whole.

 

Always the shining face turns to the sun and smiles

The body seeks the warmth of its rays

But the shadow lingers behind, in the coldness

And there in the darkness it stays

 

Awaiting a time, when the sun and moon no longer shine

When tears may fall silently into a pillow, for a lost love, lost words, last kiss

The shadows take comfort in darkness, where the children rest silently

Falling willingly into pain for something they miss.

 

Darkness as such would not be so beautiful without light.

Warmth without cold could not be so appreciated.

Love without pain would seem too easy and taken for granted.

Climbing a mountain without air, we become acclimated.

Sun and Shadow

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b. Malin 6 years ago

Lovely Piece...I really enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing, glad I stopped by.


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epigramman 6 years ago

....intelligence and clarity ...... and poetic thoughts as clear as the light coming up each day are your hallmarks as a writer of great sensitivity and sincerity.


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katiem2 6 years ago from I'm outta here

Oh I do love the sun and adore how you introduced the sun to us as a friend who waits for us to show up and all this time I thought we were merely waiting on the sun. Mutual love is wonderful. Well done and beautiful, rated up and all that is good. Peace :)


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Erin LeFey 6 years ago from Maryland Author

Thank you all for your lovely comments. I love to go out before dawn as it has been said, the druids once did, and "sing up the sun". The sun is usually thought of as masculine of course though, I changed that a bit. The moon its companion, our Mother, in the feminine. I was playing. Either way, I love the thought of them watching us and waiting for us all throughout the day, as in a companion or guardian. Today here its pouring rain...perhaps I'll just dance! Thank you all for visiting, and may the sky always bring you soft delights!


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pennyofheaven 6 years ago from New Zealand

Wow beautiful! I do agree we would not know light without the darkness, we would not know happy without pain! Such beautiful wisdom. Thanks!


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acaetnna 6 years ago from Guildford

A beautiful sensitive poem, where would we be without the sun!!


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Erin LeFey 6 years ago from Maryland Author

Penny, its so true, and I too believe sometimes that I would not change a thing about my life if I could. Without such darkness sometimes, I wonder if I would see such brilliance when I look at the sun, I wonder if the colors would have such radiance? Thank you for your wonderful words and for stopping by!

Acaetnna, Dr. Love, thank you so much or shining your love here and your wonderful words of praise. I do so love the sun and all the light it brings!

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