My Shadow follows me throughout the day,
And more so at night.
This Shadow requires no direct sunlight,
Or any light at all,
For that matter.
The Shadow is more prominent,
When it is dark around,
Visually,
And more so emotionally.
Shadow rises in quiet moments,
And engulfs me,
Whipping off colors, joy, and desire,
From my soul.
Projecting memories in dark light,
Regrets,
Fears,
Sorrows,
From a long-ago past.
I shine love at it,
Instilled in me by,
Friends, family,
And myself.
Shadow quickly fades,
But I know,
It will come back,
Another time,
As always.
,דַּפִּים לְבָנִים, צְחוֹרִים כַּשֶּׁלֶג