Shadows

@ Uootem

Perhaps even the truest of love would die without shadows... and memories
coming to cold in the silhouette of time... and forgotten places
yet even sunset is not too late for daydreams... in vivid hues of hope
for the moon loves you in its reflection of light... tugging upon the heart as tides
and illuminating the darkened sky with whispers... and vows of forever
once attuned to sun-loving hearts hungry for flame... and the warmth of first love
and if the tongue of poetry speaks of this again... then I shall see shadows.

And if I wait till the morning... when the obscuring mist is burned away
and new-born light illuminates the pathway... where footprints mingled
then I will find the white gate of shared souls... the spirit of remembering
and there with the emotions of ancient robes... clothed in future garments
will I find you standing somewhere there... on the other side of now
feeling the same pain of yearning... the longing for common ground
and if the tongue of poetry speaks of this again.... then we shall see shadows.

Wherefrom the misty morning of spiritual shadows... more vivid in the light of reality
that they may be driven out of the blackness... the chasm of separation
and into the brilliant whiteness... the shimmering diamond, the torch of passion
embers of echoes in the vastness... used to disguise the yearning of eyes
with arrogant displays of feeling... where only love can relieve the pain
but for now, masks the faceless wanderer... and none notice the regret
and if the tongue of poetry speaks of this again... forgive the dreamer's shadow.

O let it happen, this mysteriousness to discover... the shape of shadows in everything
and think not it somehow extreme... to write of such mystical matters
for surely true love would die tonight... without shadows, without memories
coming to cold in the silhouette of time... and ne'er forgotten places
forgive the dream... forgive the dreamer that still believes in shadows
for veracious light casts sincere shadows... and timelessness prevails
since in the space between light and shadow... something more must still exist.