I have a shadow…

I have a shadow…
It likes to play hide and go seek…
Poof, it is gone and then back again…
Always staying just beyond the length of my paw.

My shadow is no friend to words…
It doesn’t know time…
Knows nothing of the past…
Knows nothing of the future.

When I stare too long at my shadow, I see the shapes of others…
Then it becomes the darkest…
Unleashing a flood of judgments…
Even though the shadow I see, is only my own.

I have learned everything I know from my shadow…
It is so obvious to me now…
If I learn to love my shadow…
My shadow will truly love me…
And then I can truly love you.

I love you,

Annie