Everywhere I look there is a great wave of shadows. I believe there is a light that casts them, invisible as it seems. And I believe the shadows know they stem from brighter things, even if they run from the light that is their source.
I used to be an idealist, my face always turned towards the brighter side of things. Now I am a realist. I look to the shadows, and remember the light, and enjoy watching them dance together.
1 comment:
:) its beautiful.. and may i add the same on behalf of dj too.. who said so.. but of course hasn't apparently commented.. :)
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