image by glenn buttkus.
“The very substance of the ambitious is merely
the shadow of a dream.”--William Shakespeare.
Shadows are companions, artists, jesters and
sanctuary from Sol. I love to click images where I
find shadows have created their own geometrics,
complicating & complimenting the composition.
When the wind is active, clouds race across the sky
and shadows streak like ghostly bullet trains. As the
playful clouds smother the sun, the shadows smile,
deepening as they mantle things, magically in flux.
Moon shadows are sprites, specters, & night dancers.
On bright days, shadow kaleidoscopes cut abstract
swaths under, behind, & adjacent to everything--
comprising a second reality, an undulating ever-
changing dimensional shift.
For me, the finest
shadow artists are trees, for
they spin dream catchers.
Posted over at dVerse Poets Pub--Haibun