As my shadow blends into the midnight winds,
I walk alone, I stand alone.
My thoughts often sail as I regress,
Debating my past, my scrambled address.
And though I may seem strong and stable,
Inside I ache from solitude, strickening me unable.
As my image fades into the evening shade,
I realize why I’ve gone where I’ve been.
From my front shape-up of leisure line
To my oversized shoes.
From my lack of normal vision
To my strict personal views.
These things destined a young innocent child
To a state temporary of introverted life, ordinary and mild.
Yet as my being strengthened within a day lengthened,
I built power off of what once crippled me,
No longer was I pushed aside, I developed intensity.
Sensitivity to those whose same shadow falls,
Sensitivity to females, the ones who create all.
My shadow now encompasses beyond what it reaches,
Providing shade to the meek and fear to minds weakest.
Yet I am still timid my past keeps me humble,
For sometimes this shadow blinds me, as I slip and stumble.
I struggle on despite my insecurities and doubts.
I still force myself in by keeping myself out.
Although I am seen, I still am not there.
As my shadow flows into the cold earthen air.
And still…
As my shadow blends into the midnight winds,
I am forgotten as I disappear amongst my friends.
*RGL*
‘Man who is born of woman is of few days and full of trouble. He comes forth like a flower and fades away; He flees like a shadow and does not continue.’
– Job 14:1-2 NKJV
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‘(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow:)’
– Job 8:9
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‘Our life on earth is like a shadow that does not abide.’
– 1 Chronicles 29:15b
