Is it just to be a shadow?
A temporary taste of an even greater beauty that lies somewhere unseen?
Connections made with others, some tentative, others deep and long—fast and furious, loving, sensuous, friendships, foes, convenience, need, soul to soul. All fade and end in this world. All shimmer and glimmer with the elasticity of shadows. As if somehow cast from one source and this source is illuminated, casting shadows into my world through all of you.
Oh how I desire with all that I am . . . that what is could last beyond and never end. But how foolish that would be; for what never changes never grows.
And what is to come may even be, to our unending joy, the original beauty radiating love so strong, the shadow it casts creates and sustains our world.
Photo and poem by Heidi Nelson.
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