The Shadow

The Shadow

The shadow casts a glance

It’s really not just happenstance

They come and see me every now and then

Wish I could touch them again

They leave me a flower or two

There’s nothing I can do

Some live life to die

Others die to live life

Oh; the shadow is cast in the end

For you see, life doesn’t let you pretend

The days, they come and go

Like the wind, the rain, and snow

Footprints in the sand

Oh, they sure don’t last long

In the heart; that’s where they’ll stand

So shine your light while you can

May the shadow guide your fellow man

Some die and live

Some live and die

The shadow never questions why

When I visited the Fort Gibson National Cemetery this morning where my step-father is buried, these are the thoughts that came to my mind.  Yes, the light we have within us does cast a shadow that will long be remembered when we are gone.  The shadow is cast from the light within and remains.  A shadow is not made up of just darkness, but emanates from the source within.  May your light shine bright and may those who follow behind know the legacy of your shadow and the light you leave with them.