*the shadow that hangs on my wall*
a shadow,
a shadow hangs on my wall.
there is no depth or width to it,
no feeling or warmth at all.
i try to hold it, this shadow that adorns my wall,
but it keeps slipping, slipping through the cracks in the hall.
"where are you?" i cry when the shadow fades from sight,
i search and search, but alas the shadow blends in with the night.
and through the night the shadow i cannot see,
for all the other shadows hide her from me.
where did she go? this shadow that it seek?
hi and lo, i gaze around dark corners hoping to catch a peek
of the one that stays hidden from me,
yet somehow it is all that it see... |