......... shadows ........

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no one can walk without shadows
from cradle to grave
that's not affected by the light craves

was anyone born without parents or kin
or know when life starts and truly ends?

Is it really all over when the heart beat fades
does one leave bodies when hit the grave?

wonder sometimes how connected we are
to one's mothers, fathers and others afar

from the roll of the dice and games one played
the sounds of music and prayers one prayed

from the blood in veins and the ways .. speak
the color of our hair to the things .. seek

like shadows cast on a moon-lit night
from the heavens above and out of sight

shadows that speak in a tongue-less dream
that looks like one and laughs like thee

but in the end is someone near
once knew well and held so dear

until the time to leave this realm
this earthly plane one loved so well

and took one to that place above
where the shadows of heaven's love

and cast it down in shades of gray
on cold dark nights where ... memories lay

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