shadow is the genuinely dependable comrade
i have ever seen.
in the morning
i will be shorter than him,
but sticks to him in such a mighty hug of lusty love,
as it always do,
and in the noon,
he wants rest and hides under my feet.
when the sun turns west,
to bid farewell for the time being,
not to surrender and die,
but awaken me in the very next dawn,
for another great company.
Read More →