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Gentle
Shadows
April,
2001
As
penance, I must walk among the shadows...
Unsure,
tired, so very lonely...
I
trudge along - weary, with little hope
Wondering
why...thinking, "if only ..."
The
gentle shadows follow me
They
sway as breezes push them to and fro..
They
run ahead, they slip behind
Always
with me as I go.
Gentle
shadows, be my companion
Dance
with me, comfort me and then
When
the sun sets low behind the hillside,
Disappear,
until you can be seen again.
Come
the morning, rise the sun
Gentle
shadows again appear...
Leading
me through a time of sorrow
With
reminders of the loneliness, the fear.
I
can't ignore my friends, the shadows
They
creep softly, near me now
Gentle,
caring - creatures of God's making
Bound
to me by nature's vow!
Throughout
my lifetime, I've known these shadows,
Always
with me when things aren't right.
The
shadows of my memories -- quiet comfort
In
sunshine, at twilight and in the dark of night.
If
I must walk alone and friendless
I
pray it be in twilight's glow.
I'll
gladly walk among my shadows...
Gentle
shadows...As the breezes blow.
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